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Sin;r  unto  the  Lord  with  thanksgiving.    Psalm  cxItJL 
Sing  ye  praises  with  understanding.    Psalm  xlvii.    7. 


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Southern  District  of  New-York,  to  wit : 

Be  it  remembered  that  on  the  fifth  day  of  June,  m 
the  forty-fifth  year  of  the  Independence  of  the 
United  States  of  America,  Samuel  Stilwell,  of 
the  said  district,  hath  deposited  in  this  office  the 

title  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  he  claims  as  Proprietor 

in  the  words  and  figures  following,  to  wit : 

"  Jl  Selection  of  Hymns  for  Worship.  Sing  unto  the  Lord 
with  thanksgiving.  Psalm  cxlvii.  7.  Sing  ye  praises  with 
understanding.    Psalm  xlvii.  7. 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United 
States,  entitled  "  an  Act  for  the  encouragement  of  learn- 
ing, by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and  Books,  to 
the  Authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the  time 
therein  mentioned,"  and  also  to  an  act  entitled  "  an  Act 
supplementary  to  an  Act,  entitled  an  Act  for  the  encourage- 
ment of  Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts, 
and  Books  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies, 
duringthe  times  therein  mentioned,  and  extending  the  bene- 
fits thereof  to  the  arts  of  Designing^Engraving,  and  Etching 
Historical  and  other  Prints. 

G.  L.  THOMPSON, 
Clerk  of  the  Southern  District  of  JVcw-  York. 


Selection  o£  H^mns 


1.      C.  M. 

tf^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
^-^     And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine ; 
And  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  pow'r  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays; 
You  that  have  seen  his  lovely  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King; 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

0  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 
Lord  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 


6  O  happy  period,  glorious  day  I 

When  heav'n  and  eanh  shall  raise 
With  all  their  pow'rs,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2.  s.  M. 

Almighty  Maker  God  ! 

How  wond'rous  is  ihy  name! 
Thy  glories  how  difTus'd  abroad 

Through  all  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  ev'ry  dress 

Her  humble  homage  pays; 
And  finds  a  thousand  wavs  t*  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise'and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too : 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  homage  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days : 
And  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend, 
in  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

3.  c.  M. 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
Our  great  Redeemer's  praise ! 

Tlie  gl  lies  of  our  God  and  King 
Tlie  triumphs  of  his  grace. 


2  Our  gracious  Master  and  our  God, 

Assist  us  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
5Tis  music  in  the  mourner's  ears, 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  pardon'd  sin, 

And  grants  a  sweet  release  ; 

His  love  a  sacred  balm  has  been, 

To  give  the  wounded  ease. 

5  Look  unto  him  and  own  his  pow'r, 

His  love  is  still  the  same  : 
Look  and  be  sav'd,  his  grace  adore 
And  praise  his  holy  name. 

6  See  all  your  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ! 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  slain  ; 
His  soul  was  once  an  offering  made 
For  ev'ry  soul  of  man. 

7  If  we  believe,  we  all  may  know, 

And  feel  our  sins  forgiv'n ; 
Anticipate  our  heav'n  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

4.      L.  M. 

O  for  a  sweet  inspiring  ray, 
To  animate  our  feeble  strains, 

From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, 
The  blissful  realms,  where  Jesus  reign: 


2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 

Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall; 
And,  will)  delightful  worship,  own 

His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heav'n,  their  all, 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head  ; 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise, 
And  love  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
Thro'  all  th'  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles,  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture,  while  they  gaze  : 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 

■5  There  all  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir  : 
Oh  may  the  joy  inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith,  and  warm  desire  : 

%  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  spirit  seal 
Our  int'rest  in  that  blissful  place; 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 

5.     c.  M. 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promis'd  long! 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne, 

And  evVy  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  pour'd, 
Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom,  and  might,  and  zeal,  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 


3  He  comes  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  : 
And,  on  the  eyes  <>pprest  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  h«>sannas,  Prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring, 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

6.     p.  M. 

Come,  ye  sinners   poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 

Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh  ; 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 


Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger ; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

Is,  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you, 

'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 
Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous ; 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

^  "  It  is  finish'd  !" 

Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  ; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name, 

^Hallelujah! 

Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 


7.  P.  M. 

Repenting  sinners,  hear, 
The  prisoners  of  the  Lord, 

And  wait  till  Christ  appear, 
According  to  his  word  ; 

Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 

We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  The  Lord  our  righteousuess, 

We  all  may  now  receive  ; 
Salvation  nearer  is 

The  moment  we  believe; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  our  trust ;      #- 

If  we  our  sins  confess, 
Faithful  he  is,  and  just,         * 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise, 
Let  us  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

8.  C.  M. 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd, 
And  sav'd  by  grace  alone ; 

Walking  in  all  his  ways  they  find 
Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 


2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  : 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise. 

And  bow  before  thy  throne ! 

We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  j 

The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise ; 

And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 

Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

9.     P.  M. 

Let  earth  and  heav'n  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  join'd 

To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  of  mankind  : 

T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 

And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesu's  name, 

2  Jesus,  transporting  sound  ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heav'n 
No  other  help  is  found, 

No  other  name  is  giv'n, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have, 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  His  name  dispels  our  fears, 

When  from  our  sins  set  free  ; 
'Tis  music  in  our  ears ; 
'Tis  life  and  victory ;     , 


New  songs  do  now  our  lips  employ. 
Our  hearts  exulting  dance  for  joy. 

4  O  unexampled  love  ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  race  : 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done ! 

5  O  for  a  trumpet  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call, 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  him  who  di'd  for  all ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucify'd ! 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  dy'd, 

10.      C.  M. 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love. 

Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 

And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still  j 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That  sav'd,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel. 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness,  and  thy  truth,  to  me, 

To  ev'ry  soul  abound  ; 
A  vast  unfathomable  sea, 
.     Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 


4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store  ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore  ! 

5  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are 

A  rock  that  cannot  move  ; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love  ! 

6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 

Unalterably  sure ; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains. 
His  goodness  must  endure. 

11.      P.  M. 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King; 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say  rejoice. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love, 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  he. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 


4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand 

Till  all  his  foes  submit; 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  Sic. 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy; 
And  ev'ry  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  he. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come ; 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice. 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound  rejoice ! 

12.     c.  M. 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Word ! 

The  Father's  equal  Son ; 
By  heaven's  obedient  hosts  ador'd, 

E'er  time  its  course  begun. 

2  The  first  creation  has  display'd 

Thine  energy  divine ; 
For  not  a  single  thing  was  made 
By  other  hands  than  thine. 

3  But,  ransom'd  sinners,  with  delight 

Sublimer  facts  survey,  - 

The  all-creating  Word  unites 

Himself  to  dust  and  clay. 


4  See  the  Redeemer  cloth'd  in  flesh, 

And  ask  the  reason  "  Why?" 

The  answer  fills  my  soul  afresh, — 

"  To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  !" 

5  What  wonders  in  thy  person  meet, 

My  Saviour,  all  divine! 
I  fall  with  rapture  at  thy  feet, 
And  would  be  wholly  thine. 

13.    p.  m. 

Mighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee, 

May  a  mortal  praise  thy  name? 
Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels, 
Thou  art  ev'ry  creature's  theme. 
Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

2  Lord  of  ev'ry  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days  ! 
Sounded  thro'  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise  : 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought; 
For  created  works  of  nuw'r, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought 

4  For  thy  providence,  that  governs 

Thro'  thine  empire's  wide  domain  ! 
Wings  an  angel — guides  a  sparrow; 
Blessed  be  thy  gsntle  reign. 


5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  thro'  brightness  all  along ; 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression — 
Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song? 

6  Bright  ess  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie? 
Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence  ! 
Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

.7  Did  the  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their   ays? — 
Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 
Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise. 

8  Fro:n  the  highest  tbrone  of  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe — 
All  to  ransom  guilty  cap;ives; 
Flow,  my  praise,  forever  flow. 

9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour! 

Leave  thy  footstool — take  thy  throne ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  forever — 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thy  own. 

14.      C.  M. 

My  God  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days 

And  comfort  of  my  nights.  * 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  shou  appear 
My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 


3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
I  o  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell,  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

15.     c.  M. 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 

Thou  Sov'reign  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 

And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  distress'd, 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel ; 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  hearts  sincere  ; 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 


5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 
And  spread  thy  fame  abroad; 
Let  all  i he  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

16.      L.  M. 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spanned  heav'ns  (a  shining  frame!) 
Their  greai  original  proclaim  : 
The  un weary 'd  sun  from  day  to  day 
D-"h  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
A:id  publishes  to  ev'rv  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  : 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  th' y  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestial  ba'l; 
What  though  no  real  voice  or  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found  : 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 
2* 


17.      L.  M. 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains, 
And  join  the  blissful  choir  above; 

There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  there  they  sing  his  wond'rous  love, 

2  While  seraphs  tune  th'  immortal  song, 

O  may  we  feel  the  sacred  flame; 
And  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name ! 

3  Jesus,  who  once  upon  the  tree, 

In  agonizing  pains  expir'd  ; 
Who  dy'd  for  rebels — yes,  'tis  he : 

How  bright!  how  lovely!  how  admir'd. 

4  Jesus,  who  dy'd  that  we  might  live, 

Dy'd  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place ; 
O  what  returns  can  mortals  give 
For  such  immeasurable  grace! 

5  Were  universal  nature  ours, 

And  art,  with  all  her  boasted  store; 
Nature  and  art  with  all  their  pow'rs, 
Would  still  confess  the  offerer  poor. 

6  Yet,  tho'  for  bounty  so  divine, 

We  ne'er  can  equal  honours  raise ; 
Jesus,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 

And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise. 


18.  P.  M. 

Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus ! 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King  : 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring  ; 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  aft  our  hearts  alone; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

19.  L.  M. 

As  the  good  shepherd  gently  leads 
His  vvand'ring  flocks  to  verdant  meads, 
Where  winding  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  flow'ry  landscape  flow; 

2  So  the  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Directs  his  flock  to  feasts  of  love  ; 
And  out  of  doubt's  perplexing  maze 
He  leads  them  forth  in  virtue's  ways. 

3  Though  they  should  journey  through  the  plains, 
Where  death  in  all  his  horror  reigns ; 


The  faithful  souls  have  nought  to  fear, 
For  the  good  Shepherd's  with  them  there* 

4  His  ever  watchful  providence 

Is  their  support  and  their  defence; 
With  him.  they  are  of  all  possess'd, 
And  in  his  favour,  fully  blest. 

5  O  bounteous  God  !  may  future  days 
Be  all  devoted  to  thy  praise; 

And  in  thy  house  thy  sacred  name, 
And  wond'i'ous  grace,  be  all  the  theme. 

20.     L.  M. 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

Such  let  our  conversation  be ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove} 

Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 

To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 

5  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 

Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shine  through  his  life  divinely  bright ! 


5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 

Oh,  if  we  love  the  Saviours  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

6  But,  ah  !  how  blind  !  how  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail !  how  apt  to  turn  aside  ! 

Lord  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ! 

Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee  ! 

21.     c.  M. 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine  ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thousand  signs. 

By  thousands  through  the  skies  : 
Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill : 
And  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour 

We  read  thy  goodness  still. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands, 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  shew  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  impress  of  thy  feet : 
But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms, 


3  Here  the  whole  deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess, 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 

The  justice  or  the  grace  : 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains; 
Brig  t  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And   ove  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

22.    p.  m. 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And  \v<  en  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  God  alone  :  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure, 
He  saves  the  oppres-i'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  rind  his  promise  vain. 


3  The  Lord  gives  eyesight  to  the  blind ; 
Tlu  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind-; 

H<*  sends  the  contrite  spirit  peace  : 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

4  He  loves  the  good;  they  love  to  dwell, 

*ere  they  can  sing,  and  joyful  tell, 
'heir  gracious  God  for  ever  reigns  : 
Ket  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  'his  exalted  work  engage: 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains! 

23.    c.  fc 

Unite,  my  rov'ng  thoughts!  unite 

In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 

At  thy  redeemer's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  lo,  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  1  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  n  ore; 
But,  charm'd  by  mel  dy  divine 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 


24.      L.  M. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord !    'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  'in  his  praise  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heav'nly  Marries ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  nai 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound,! 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'3 ! 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  around  the  sky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clolhes  the  smiling  fields  with" corn; 
The  beasts  with  food  hishands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force, 
The  sprightly  man,  or  warlike  horse  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  lirr.b  ? 
Are  all  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight! 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear  ; 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

25.    l.  m. 

I  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 


Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay    and  form'd  us  men  ! 

And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
^ftigh  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise  : 

Atjb  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise* 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  : 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 

26.    p.  m. 

Rise,  my  soul  !  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heav'n,  thy  native  place ! 
Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove » 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepar'd  above ! 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source; 
Thus  a  soul  new  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
3 


Upward  tends  to  bis  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims  !  cease  to  mourn. 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given — 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

27.    c.  m. 

EASTER. 

The  Lord  of  Sabbaoth  let  us  praise, 

In  concert  with  the  blest, 
Who  joyful  in  harmonious  lays, 

Employ  an  endless  rest. 

2  Thus  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

We  blest  and  pious  grow  ; 
By  hymns  of  praise  wre  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display'd, 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  mankind  hath  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme; 
'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nough 
'Tvvas  greater  to  redeem. 


28.  c.  m. 

Salvation  !  0  the  joyful  snund  ! 

What  pleasure  to  our  ears! 
A  sov'reign  bairn  for  every  wound, 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

..^filvry,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
'Be  unto  the  Lamb  for.  ever  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer ! 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord ! 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

3  Salvation  !  O  thou  hleeding  Lamb  \ 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs; 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues, 

29.  L.  M. 

Etfrval  source  of  every  joy? 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employs 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  the  sov'reign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  whe*els  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supporrs  and  guides  the  whole 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies 


3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command. 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores; 

And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care,  > 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

<*' 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

30.      L.  M. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 

Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 

Thro  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue; 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing  : 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name! 


In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  song; 
To  ev'ry  land  the  strains  belong  : 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise, 

31.  cm. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

32.  p.  m. 

Glory  be  to  Clod  on  high, 
God  whose  glory  fills  the  sky : 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man  the  well-belov'd  of  heav'n. 
3* 


2  Sov'reign  Father,  heav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing; 
Glad  thine  attributes  confess, 
Glorious  all  and  numberless. 

3  Hail !  by  all  thy  works  ador'd  ; 
Hail !  thou  everlasting  Lord  : 
Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  of  pow'r  and  God  of  love  ! 

4  Christ,  our  Lord  and  God  we  own  : 
Christ  the  Father's  only  Son  : 
Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  Atonement  thou; 
Jesus,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  sins  away  ! 

6  Pow'rful  Advocate  with  God, 
Justify  us  by  thy  blood  ! 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  Atonement  thou. 

33.    c.  m. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  ye  immortal  choirs 

That  fill  the  realms  above  ; 
Praise  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  (ires, 

And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise  ye  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode; 
Or  veil  in  shades  your  thousand  eyes 

Before  your  brighter  God. 


3  Thou  restless  globe  of  golden  light. 
Whose  beams  create  our  days, 

Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud 
Through  the  ethereal  blue  ; 

For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire,  and  storms, 
The  troops  of  his  command, 

Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  speak  his  awful  hand, 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 
In  your  eternal  roar; 

Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise ; 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

7  While  Monsters,  sporting  on  the  flood, 
In  scaly  silver  shine, 

Speak  terribly  their  Maker,  God, 
And  lash  the  foaming  brine. 

8  But  gentler  things  shall  tune  his  name, 
To  softer  notes  than  these ; 

Young  zephyrs,  breathing  o'er  the  stream, 
Or  whisp'ring  through  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 
To  him  that  bids  you  grow  : 

Sweet  clusters,  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  ev'ry  thankful  bough. 


10  Let  the  shrill  birds  his  honours  raise, 
And  climb  the  morning  sky  ; 

While  grov'ling  beasts  attempt  his  praise, 
In  hoarser  harmony. 

11  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing, 
Ye  mortals,  take  the  sound  ; 

Echo  the  glories  of  your  King, 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

34.  c.  m. 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end. 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  : 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 

With  this  delightful  song, 
And  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long. 

35.  L.  M. 

Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 
Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest  I 


Love,  the  best  blesssing  here  below, 
Ti.e  nearest  image  of  the  blest. 

2  While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 
There's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove ; 

Each  smile  upon  thy  beauteous  face 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  When  of  thy  absence  we  complain, 
And  long  or  weep  in  all  we  do, 

There's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain, 
Ami  tears  have  their  own  sweetness  too, 

4  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove, 
Or  ask  the  watchman  of  the  night 

For  some  kind  tidings  of  our  love, 
Thy  very  name  creates  delight. 

5  Jesus,  our  God,  yet  rather  come  ! 

Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face  : — 
Tis  best  (o  see  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  presence  of  his  grace. 

36.    p.  m 


This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend ; 
Whose  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r 

And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 

And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


37.     c.  m. 

When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God 
My  rising;  soul  surveys'; 
¥    Why,  my  cold  heart,  art  thou  not  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ? 

2  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

3  Unnumber'd  comforts  on- my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd  : 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm, unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

5  Thro*  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way ; 
And  thro'  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

ti  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
Anrl  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

7  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee, 
A  gr.tteful  song  I'll  rnise; 
But  O  !   eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 


38.     p.  m. 

0  thou  God  of  my  solvation, 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin, 

Mov'd  to  this  by  great  compassion, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within : 

I  will  praise  thee  : 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ? 

2  While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying, 
Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 

1  with  them  woul    still  be  vying, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesu's  name! 

o  Now  I  see,  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  ihe  healing  streams  arose  , 
Angel-minds  ar"  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause  ; 

Yet  the  blessing, 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

4  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour, 

He  almighty  grace  hath  shown  ; 

Pardon'd  guilt  and  purchas'd  favour! 

This  he  makes  to  mortals  known. 

Give  him  glory, 
Glory,  glory  is  his  own. 

5  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 

Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us. 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song  : 

Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong. 


39.      L.  M. 

Father!  ador'd  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord  !  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake  : 

And  let  us  in  thy  kindness  share, 
As  fellow-men  of  our's  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour  ; 
Thy  kind  protection  we  implore  : 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power : 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore  ! 

40.     p.  m. 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desires, 
Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ! 
Every  pure  and  humble  mind  : 
Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation, 
From  the  dross  of  guilt  refin'd  : 


Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 

Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhorring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 

Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws, 
Lord  with  favour  still  attend  us, 

Bless  us  with  thy  wond'rous  love  ! 
Thou,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

41.      P.  M. 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens  adore  him  ; 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon  rejoice  before  him ; 

Praise  him  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obey'd  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 

For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious, 
Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail : 
Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation. 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name.? 
* 


42.  p.  M. 

Hark  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  I 
Through  all  the  earth  the  echo  bounds  I 
And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  back  to  God ; 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2  Hail !  all  victorious  conqu'ring  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd, 

Who  undertook  for  sinful  man, 
And  brought  salvation  thro'  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign 
In  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  souls,  fight  on* 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
The  palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 

And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear 
In  endless  day. 

4  There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
And  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 

To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move* 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above 
In  endless  day. 

43.  p.  m. 

At  the  portals  of  thy  house, 

Lord  !  we  leave  our  mortal  cares  j 


Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engage, 
Songs  of  praise  and  f  rvent  prayers: 

Pure  and  contrite  hearts  alone, 

Find  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 
2  Hapless  men,  whose  footsteps  stray 
From  the  temple  of  the  Lord  ! 

Teach  them  Zion's  heav'nly  way, 
To  their  feet  thy  light  afford  : 

Let  the  world  united  join, 

To  extol  thy  love  divine. 

44.     p.  m. 

Hail  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 

Hail!  thou  everlasting  King  ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  redeem  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour ; 

Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  bast  full  atonement  made: 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood: 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Worship,  honour,  pow'r  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give; 


Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits ! 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits; 

Help  to  chaunt  Immanuel's  praise. 

45.  P.  M. 

Glory  to  the  eternal  King, 
Clad  in  majesty  supreme  ! 

Let  all  heaven  his  praises  sing, 
Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim. 

2  Through  eternity  he  reigns 

In  unbounded  realms  of  light; 
He  the  universe  sustains 
As  an  atom  in  his  sight. 

3  O,  let  my  transported  soul 

Ever  on  his  glories  gaze, 
Ever  yield  to  his  control, 
Ever  sound  his  lofty  praise  1 

46.  c.  m. 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 

For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 


3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come ; 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  Almighty  love 

What  honours  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

47.     cm. 

Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state, 

My  God,  thy  love  appears 
With  the  soft  radiance  of  the  moon 

Among  a  thousand  stars. 

2  Nature  through  all  her  ample  round 

Thy  boundless  power  proclaims 
And  in  melodious  accent,  speaks 
The  goodness  of  thy  names. 

3  Thy  justice,  holiness,  and  truth, 

Our  solemn  awe  excite  ; 
But  the  sweet  charms  of  sovereign  grace 
O'erwhelm  us  with  delight. 
4* 


4  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
But  Sion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 

5  In  all  thy  doctrines  and  commands, 

Thy  councils  and  designs  ; 
In  ev'ry  work  thy  hands  have  fram'd, 
Thy  love  supremely  shines. 

6  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim 

Through  earth,  and  heaven  above; 
The  joyful,  the  transporting  news, 
That  God  the  Lord  is  Love  ! 

48.     c.  m. 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King  : 
Thrice  Holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry  : 
■    Thrice  Holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight ; 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 

3  The  deepest  rev'rence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

4  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 


5  Thou  Holy  God  !  preserve  our  souls 
From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

49.  l.  M. 

Great  God,  my  Maker,  and  my  King, 
Of  thee  I'll  speak,  of  thee  I'll  sing; 
All  thou  hast  done,  and  all  thou  dost, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  just. 

2  Thy  terrors  and  thine  acts  of  grace, 
Thy  threat'ning  rod,  and  smiling  face, 
Thy  wounding,  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  restor'd. 

3  While  these  excite  our  fear  and  joy; 
While  these  our  tuneful  lips  employ ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  song, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 

50.  p.  m. 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Self-existent  Deity, 
By  the  hosts  of  heaven  ador'd, 

Teach  us  how  to  worship  thee. 
Only  uncreated  mind  ! 

Wonders  in  thy  nature  meet ; 
Perfect  unity  combin'd 

With  society  complete. 


All  perfection  dwells  in  thee, 

Now  to  us  obscurely  known, 
Three  in  one  and  one  in  three, 

Great  Jehovah,  God  alone  ! 
Be  our  all,  O  Lord  divine  ! 

Father,  Saviour,  vital  breath  ! 
Body,  spirit,  soul  be  thine, 

Now,  and  at,  and  after  death  I 

Glorious  thou,  in  holiness, 

Father  didst  thy  rights  maintain  ; 
Truth  and  grace  at  once  express, 

When  thy  only  Son  was  slain. 
Here  is  deepest  wisdom  seen  ; 

Here  the  richest  stores  of  grace  ; 
Mildest  love,  and  vengeance  keen 

O  how  bright  their  mingled  rays  ! 

Fearful  thou  in  praises  too, 

Loving  Saviour,  slaughter' d  Lamb  1 
We,  with  joy  and  reverence  view 

All  thy  glory,  all  thy  shame  ! — 
Be  thy  death  the  death  of  sin, 

Be  thy  life  the  sinner's  plea ; 
Save  me,  teach  me,  rule  within, 

Prophet,  priest,  and  king,  to  me. 

Wonder-working  spirit :  thine 

ThJ  efficacious  grace  we  sing ; 
Set  on  us  thy  seal  divine, 

Safely  to  thy  kingdom  bring : 
Mortify  sin,  root  and  deed, 

Daily  strengthen  every  grace; 
Send  us,  urge  us  on  with  speed, 

And  let  glory  crewn  the  rar<» ! 


51.  L.  M. 

Father  of  light!  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day  ; 

Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceeds, 

In  copious  drops,  the  genial  rain, 
Which  o'er  the  hills,  and  thro'  the  meads, 
Revives  the  grass,  and  swells  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 

Yet  thousands  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 
Despise  thy  law,  reject  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 

And  showers  in  richer  drops  shall  fall, 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  O  God !  ador'd  in  all. 

52.  L.  M. 

Ye  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes,  the  earth  around. 


2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array M, 
Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  shade; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns ; 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

5  But  oh  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  I 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar ! 
There,  in  the  land  of  praise,  adore ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay- 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

53.    c.  m. 

Lord,  when  our  raptured  thought  surveys 

Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 

And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 
Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 


The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  -ea,  and  air  ! 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 

Almighty  power  declare. 

Thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  goodness,  Lord 

In  all  thy  works  appear  : 
And  O  !  let  man  thy  praise  record — 

Man,  thy  distinguished  care  ! 

From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew. 
That  breath  thy  pow'r  maintains ; 

Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

Yet  nobler  favours  claim  bis  praise. 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  y 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays 

Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 

Thy  providence  his  constant  guard, 
When  threat'ning  woes  impend  ; 

Or  will  the  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 

On  us  that  Providence  has  shone 

With  gentle  sti.iling  rays  ; 
O  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  knows 

Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  t 

54.      L.  M. 

What  equal  honours  shall  we  bring 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  our  God  the  Lamb '. 

Since  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name, 


2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  peace  that  groan'd  and  dy'd. 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At. his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  dominion  are  his  due, 

Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar; 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Tho'  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  here. 

4  Honour  immortal  must  be  paid 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

5  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  our  sin,  and  curse,  and  pain; 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen ! 

55.     s.  m. 

Let  every  creature  join 

To  praise  th'  eternal  God, 
Ye  heavenly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 

And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  The  sun,  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  yp  sparkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame, 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 


4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rise, 

Or  fall  in  show'rs,  or  snow  ; 
Ye  thunders,  murmVmg  round  the  skies, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 

Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  vengeful  storms  conspire, 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above, 

His  honours  be  exprest: 
But  those  who  taste  his  perfect  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

56.     L.  M. 

Father  of  all,  whose  powerful  voice* 

Call'd  forth  this  universal  frame  ; 
Whose  mercies  over  all  rejoice, 

Through  endless  ages  still  the  same* 
Thou  by  thy  word  upholdest  all; 

Thy  bounteous  love  to  all  is  show'd ; 
Thou  hear'st  thy  every  creature's  call, 

And  fillest  every  mouth  with  good. 

2  In  heaven  thou  reign'st  enthron'd  in  lights 

Nature's  expanse  beneath  thee  spread; 
Earth,  air,  and  sea,  before  thy  sight, 

And  hell's  deep  gloom,  are  open  laid  ! 
Wisdom,  and  might,  and  love  are  thine  $ 

Prostrate  before  thy  face  we  fall, 
Confess  thine  attributes  divine, 

And  hail  thee  sov'reign  Lord  of  all 

6 


3  Thee,  sov'reiem  Lord,  let  all  confess, 

That  moves  iu  earth,  or  air,  or  *ky$ 
Revere  thy  power,  thy  goodness  bless, 

Tremble  before  thy  piercing  eye  : 
All  ye,  who  owe  to  him  your  birth, 

In  praise  your  every  hour  employ: 
Jehovah  reigns  !   be  glad,  O  earth  ; 

And  shout,  ye  morning  stars,  for  joy. 

57.    l.  m, 

Mr  thoughts  arise  on  wings  of  love, 
And  leave  this  world  and  grief  behind; 

Direct  my  way,  celestial  Dove, 

Where  I  thy  peaceful  shades  may  find. 

2  To  flow'ry  fields  of  pure  delight, 

Where  fruits  of  holiness  shall  grow; 
Blest  with  the  rays  of  heav'nly  light, 
And  streams  of  living  waters  flow. 

3  Now  in  the  temple  of  the  Lord, 

We'll  join  to  celebrate  his  praise ; 
And  as  we  lean  upon  his  word, 
Shall  more  exalted  anthems  raise. 

4  We  trust  in  his  redeeming  love, 

Who  bought  our  pardon  on  the  tree  ; 
And  while  in  him  we  live  and  move, 
We  are  from  sin  and  bondage  free. 

5  The  Saviour  bears  our  ev'ry  care, 

And  Satan  points  his  darts  in  vain ; 
With  Christ  we  shall  a  kingdom  share, 
Where  love  and  friendship  ever  reign. 


58.     s.  m. 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song,  with  sweet  accord, 

While  ye  surround  his  throne: 
Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  nev(jr  knew  our  God; 
But  servants  of  the  heav'nly  king 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  surveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas : 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  love ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heav'nly  powers, 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ! 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  : 
Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below; 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow, 


Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground, 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


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59.  L.  M. 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 

Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  seas  and  skies: 

See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise ; 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  arf ; 
The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 
Speak  svveet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God — 

Bow  down  before  him,  and  adore. 

60.  L.  M. 

The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns, 

In  robes  of  majesty  array'd; 
His  rule,  Omnipotence  sustains. 

And  guide?  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made. 


2  Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 

Or  e'er  the  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
Thy  awful  throne  was  fixt  above — 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  The  swelling  floods  tumultuous  rise, 

Aloud  the  angry  tempests  roar — 
Lift  their  proud  billows  to  the  skies, 
And  foam  and  lash  the  trembling  shore. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  on  high, 

Controuls  the  fiercely  raging  seas ; 
He  speaks !  and  noise  and  tempest  fly, 
The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 

a  Thy  sov'reign  laws  are  ever  sure, 
Eternal  holiness  is  thine; 
And,  Lord,  thy  people  should  be  pure, 
And  in  thy  blessed  image  shine. 

61.      CM. 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess ; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore : 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail — 

A  sea  without  a  shore  ! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 

In  every  golden  ray; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 
With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 

With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain  the  fields. 
5* 


4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen  ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 

Thro"'  Jesu's  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heav'n. 

62.    c.  m. 

Lo  !  heaven's  tremendous,  mighty  King  ! 

(I  tremble  at  the  name  !) 
Angels  but  fainily  lisp  his  praise, 

Nor  half  his  deeds  proclaim. 

2  He  rounded  all  the  h<  av'nly  orbs, 

He  form'd  them  from  his  hand  ; 
They  at  his  pleasure  shoot  along, 
Or  at  his  bidding  stand. 

3  The  same  unbounded  power  of  God 

Pour'd  forth  the  noisy  deep; 
Whose  billows  lash  th'  affrighted  strand, 
Or  hush'd  by  him,  they  sleep. 

[4  O  praise  his  name,  ye  heav'nly  orbs, 
And  sound  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Proclaim  his  pow'r,  thou  mighty  deep, 
And  own  the  hand  of  God.] 


63.  c.  m. 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O  thou  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 

And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong;  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heav'n 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things? 

Form'd  by  thy  pow'rful  hand, 
Be  like  a  vesture  laid  aside, 
And  chang'd  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine. 
With  undiminished  rays. 

5  Thy  children's  children,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  father's  God  : 

To  latest  times  thy  favour  share, 

And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

64.  L.  M. 

God  in  his  eart'  ly  temples  lays 
Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise, 
And  loves  to  see  that  worship  rise, 
Which  forms  his  offspring  for  the  skies, 


2  His  mercy  every  house  attends, 
Whence  pure  devotion's  flame  ascends ; 
And  ever  lends  a  gracious  ear, 

Where  churches  join  in  praise  and  pray'r. 

3  To  men  of  pure  and  pious  hearts, 
All  real  good  their  God  imparts ; 
With  grace  he  crowns  them  here  below, 
And  endless  glory  will  bestow. 

4  His  blessing  yields  a  large  increase 
Of  wisdom,  and  of  sacred  peace  ; 
While  ripening  holiness  and  love, 
Prepare  their  souls  for  joys  above. 

5  Father  supreme  !  whose  sov'reign  sway. 
All  worlds,  all  beings  must  obey ; 

May  our  first  wish  and  object  be, 

On  earth,  in  heaven,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

65.     L.  M. 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise ; 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame! 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme ! 

2  Enthron'd  amidst  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  To  God  all  nature  owes  its  birth, 
He  form'd  this  pond'rous  globe  of  earth ; 
He  rais'd  the  glorious  arch  on  high, 
And  measur'd  out  the  azure  sky. 


4  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines; 

His  works,  thro'  all  this  wond'rous  frame, 
Bears  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

5  Rais'd  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue. 
Till  list'ning  worlds  applaud  the  song! 

66.     L.M. 

The  glittering  spangles  of  the  sky, 

The  sands  which  spread  the  extended  shore, 
These  could  I  number,  yet,  my  God, 

I  ne'er  could  count  thy  mercies  o'er ! 

2  This  curious  frame — these  noble  pow'rs, 
To  thy  creating  hand  I  owe; 

Thy  providence  preserves  me  safe, 
And  crowns  my  ev'ry  wish  below. 

3  Oft  in  the  visions  of  the  night, 

My  thoughts  still  on  thy  mercies  rove ; 
And  ev'ry  midnight  wakeful  hour, 
1  trace  the  wonders  of  thy  love. 

4  The  pleasant,  unexhausted  theme 
Each  rising  morn  my  soul  pursues — ■ 

In  fervent  pray'r  ascends  to  thee, 
And  still  her  grateful  song  renews. 

5  Nor  days,  nor  nights,  nor  months,  nor  years, 
Nor  centuries  would  e'er  suffice 

To  sound  the  unfathom'd  depths  of  love, 
Or  touch  the  heights  thy  mercies  rise, 


6  Thy  mercies,  Lord,  thro'  endless  years, 
Shall  still  my  raptur'd  pow'rs  employ ; 

Yet  endless  years  will  still  but  swell 
My  wonder,  gratitude,  and  joy. 

67.      L.  M. 

Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  pow'r  to  sing ; 
Praise  him,  who  is  all  praise  ab  ve — 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge  !  how  profound ! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drownM  I 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 

He  gives  to  all  those  heav'nly  flames. 

3  Thro'  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold : 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine, 
To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  O  what  grace  ! 
Its  wonders,  O  what  thought  can  trace  ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright — 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 

68.    p.  m. 

Angels,  roll  the  stone  away, 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb  ! 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 


2  Shout,  ye  seraphs — Gabriel,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
See  the  conqu'ror  mount  the  skies; 
Troops  of  angels  on  the  road, 
Hail,  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Saviour,  through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  glcry,  mount  thy  throne, 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand,  thousand  tongues. 

6  Ev'ry  note  to  rapture  swell : 
Sing  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell 
Dragg'd  in  chains  behind  his  wheels, 
Each  the  wreck  eternal  feels. 

7  Let  Immanuel  be  ador'd, 
Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord ; 
To  creation's  utmost  bound, 
Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound. 

69.    cm. 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 

Our  humble  strains  attend, 
While  with  our  praises  and  complaints 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 


2  When  we  thy  wond'rous  glories  hear, 
And  all  thy  sufferings  trace, 

What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear  ! 
What  rich,  unbounded  grace  ! 

3  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above. 
With  warm  devotion  rise ! 

How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies. 

4  But  ah  !  the  song,  how  cold  it  flows! 
How  languid  our  desire  ! 

How  faint  the  sacred  passion  glows, 
Till  thou  the  heart  inspire  ! 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 
And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 

Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
A  heav'n  on  earth  appear. 

6  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptur'd  say, 
Come,  great  Redeemer,  come, 

And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

70.     cm. 

Come,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 

Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whose  love's  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 
This  Friend  is  always  near  ; 
With  heav'n  and  earth  at  his  command^ 
He  waits  to  answer  prayer. 


1  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knowe.. 
No  change  can  turn  its  course; 
Immutably  the  same  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  facgj 

And  clouds  surround  his  throne, 
He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace* 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sov'reign  will. 

He  never  takes  away  our  all— 

Himself  he  gives  us  still  ! 

6  Our  sorrows  in  the  scale  he  weighs^ 

And  measures  out  our  pains  ; 
The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys— 
His  word  its  rage  restrains  J 

71.  p.  M. 

O  for  grace,  our  hearts  to  soften  \ 
Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love^ 

We,  alas  !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  above  j 

But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought* 

We  shall  love  thee  as  we  ought, 

72.  c.  m. 

Blest  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  though;^ 

O'er  all  thy  graces  rove, 
How  is  my  soul  in  transport  lost* 

In  wonder,  joy,  and  love  I 


1  Not  softer  strains  can  charm  mine  ears> 

Like  th\  beloved  name; 
Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame. 

j  Where'er  I  look,  my  wond'ring  eyes 
Unnumber'd  blessings  see; 
But  what  is  life,  with  all  its  bliss, 
If  once  compar'd  to  thee? 

Hast  thou  a  rival  in  my  breast  ? 

Search   Lord,  for  thou  canst  tell ; 
If  aught  can  raise  tny  passions  thus, 

Or  please  my  soul  so  well. 

No,  thou  art  precious  to  my  heart. 

My  portion  and  my  joy; 
For  ever  let  thy  boundless  grace 

My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

When  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine  ; 
And  death  shall  all  his  terrors  lose, 

Jn  raptures  so  divine. 

73.     l.  M. 

When  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

To  thee  1  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 

Fixt  on  thy  everlasting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky 


3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure; 
His    vord  a  firm  foundation  gives; 
Here  let  me  build,  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell, 

Immoveable  the  promise  stands; 
Nor  all  the  pow'rs  of  earth  or  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands, 

5  Here,  O  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose ! 

If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine; 
Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes, 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

74.      L.M. 

When  Israel's  tribes  were  parch'd  with  thirst, 
Forth  from  the  rock  the  waters  burst; 
And,  all  their  future  journey  through 
Yielded  them  drink  and  comfort  too. 

2  Now  let  the  Saviour's  praise  resound ; 
In  him  refreshing  streams  are  found, 
Which  pardon,  strength,  and  comfort  give, 
And  thirsty  sinner's  drink  and  live. 

75.    c.  m. 


Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 
Where  wave  resounds  to  wave; 

Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 


%  When  darkness  and  when  sorrows  rose^ 
And  press'd  on  ev'ry  side, 
The  Lord  hath  -till  sustained  my  steps{ 
And  still  hath  been  my  guide. 

%  Perhaps,  before  the  morning  dawn 
He  will  restore  my  peace; 
For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  In  the  dark  watches  of  the  night 
I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er  ; 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

£  Here  will  I  rest,  here  build  my  hopes* 
Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  ; 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me. 
My  health,  my  life,  my  God< 

76,    c.  m. 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 

For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

21  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  growss 
And  yields  a  sweet  repast; 
(Sublimer  sweets  (han  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 


4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 

And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

5  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound  ! 

6  O  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

7  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there  ! 

77.    p.  m. 

FOR   EASTER. 

1  Let  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  arise, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen  that  man  may  arise. 

Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gather'd  around  him. 

And  short  the  domi  ion  of  death  and  the  grnve; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound 
him, 

Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save. 

Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high, 
"  The  Saviour  hath  risen,  ana  man  shall  not  die." 
6* 


&  Qlory  to  God  in  full  anthems  of  joy ; 
The  being  he  gave  us,  death  cannot  destroy. 

pad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 
if  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were 
our  end  ; 

But  Jesus  hath  cheer'd  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 

Lift  then  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

78.      L.  M. 

Jesus,  what  shall  J  do  to  show 

How  much  I  love  thy  charming  name  ? 

Let  my  whole  heart  with  rapture  glow, 
Thy  boundless  goodness  to  proclaim. 

2f  Lord,  if  a  distant  glimpse  of  thee, 

Can  give  such  sweet,  such  vast  delight. 
What  must  the  joy,  the  triumph  be, 
To  dwell  for  ever  in  thy  sight! 

79,     s.  m, 

M v  God,  my  life,  my  love, 

T«  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

%  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 
3Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart  His  hell 


3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 

H'uv  amiable  they  are  ! 
Tis  heav'n  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss ; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne^ 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll  j 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

7  To  'hee  my  spirits  fly 

With  infinite  desire : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie! 
Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher. 

80,      L.  M. 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heav'nly  King, 
That  thou  shou.ldst  us  to  glory  bring; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never  fading  crown? 

2  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe: 
Thou  giv'st  the  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move, 
O  wond'rous  grace !  O  boundless  love  ! 


3  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee! 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

4  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  shelter'd  in  thy  bleeding  side ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

5  Ah  !   Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought; 
Unloose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable  ! 

6  First-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo  !  all  our  souls  we  bow ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give ; 
Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 

81.      P.M. 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace 

Again  hath  rais'd  me  up, 
Call'd  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  giv'n  me  back  my  hope ; 
Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving  kindness  show ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand 
In  sore  temptation's  hour ! 
Save  me  with  thine  outstretch'd  hand. 
And  shew  forth  all  thy  pow'r : 


0  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Thy  all-sufficient  grace  bestow  i 

Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  go. 

4  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear. 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart, 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  speedy  care  depart  s 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorr'd, 

Till  thou  destroy  the  tyrant  foe  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

4  Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 

From  thee  my  Saviour  stray  ; 
Thou  art  my  support  and  rest, 

My  true  and  living  way  : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heav'n  above,  and  earth  below ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 


a,    p.  m. 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tow'r? 

Thee  wi!l  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  pow'r, 

In  all  my  works,  and  thee  alone  : 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire, 

2  Ah !   why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 
Thee,  lovlier  than  the  sons  of  men  ; 


Ah  !  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain? 
Asham'd  I  sigh  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darkness  willingly  I  stray'd  ; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd ; 
Far  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  wer^  spread, 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov'd ; 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  thro'  thy  light  and  comes  from  thee ! 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shin'd, 
J  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind ; 

1  thank  thee,  whose  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  free  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

$  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  the  way : 
My  soul  and  flesh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate  with  thy  heav'nly  light, 

83.    c.  m. 

What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love  r 

My  loving  God  to  praise? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prove, 

And  depth  of  sov'reign  grace  ? 

2  Thy  sov'reign  grace  to  all  extends, 

Immense  and  unconfin'd; 


From  age  to  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  The  depth  of  all  redeeming  love. 

What  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  »ay  we  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable ! 

4  These  longing  hearts  do  thee  invite, 

Corm-  quickly  from  above  : 
And  sink  us  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

84.    p.  m. 

Sovereign  Lord  of  light  and  glory? 

Author  of  our  mortal  frame ! 
Joyfully  we  bow  before  thee, 

And  extol  thy  holy  name  : 
Hallelujah  ! 

Ever  sa«red  be  the  theme  ! 

2  Kind  dispenser  of  each  blessing 

Which  surrounds  the  human  race  \ 
May  we,  gratefully  possessing, 
Still  adore  thy  boundless  grace  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise  ! 

3  Thus  with  humble  adoration, 

We  attend  before  thy  throne ; 
And  with  grateful  exultation, 
Thine  abundant  mercy  own: 

Hallelujah ! 
Praise  belongs  to  thee  alone ! 


4  In  ihy  every  dispensation, 

Love  and  mercy  we  descry; 
'Thou,  the  God  of  our  salvation! 
To  preserve  us,  still  art  nigh  i 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high! 

85.  c.  m. 

Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past  j 

And,  as  the  setting  sun 
Now  leaves  the  cloud  in  yonder  west, 

Our  parting  beams  be  gone. 

2  May  he  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 

Our  sacred  rites  attend ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  life's  short  journey  end. 

3  And  as  the  rapid  sands  run  down, 

Our  virtue  still  improve ; 
Till  each  receive  the  glorious  crown 
Of  never-fading  love. 

86.  P.  m. 

Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Bounteous  source  of  every  joy  ; 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  word  can  all  destroy  ! 
Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise: 
Solemn  songs  to  heaven  ascending 

Join  the  universal  praise. 


Here  indulge  each  grateful  feeling  ; 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls ; 
Here  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  no  awful  thunder  rolls: 
Lo !  the  eternal  page  before  us 

Bears  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 

Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  O  seize  the  proffer'd  blessing, 

Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within ! 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

87.    p-  m. 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heaven's  adore  him  5 

Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon  rejoice  before  him ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light! 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obey'd; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 

For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious, 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail: 
7 


Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim  ; 

Heav'n  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name  ! 

88.      L.M. 

O  source  of  uncreated  light! 

By  whoai  the  worlds  were  rais'd  from  night  £ 

Come,  visit  every  pious  mind  ; 

Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  : 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free 
And  make  us  temples  meet  for  thee. 

3  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
Blest  peace,  the  fruit  of  love  bestow  : 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  from  thee  stray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

89.    c.  m. 

Lord  !  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  Author  kind  : 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 

Full,  free,  and  unconftVd. 

2  Whate'er  our  eyes  behold,  proclaim> 

Thine  infinite  good  will; 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 

And  bursts  from  every  hill. 


•3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main, 

And  heav'ns  which  spread  more  wide; 

It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Long  hath  it  been  diffus'd  abroad, 
Through  years  and  ages  past; 

And  its  rich  stores,  all  bounteous  God! 
For  ever  still  shall  last. 

5  Through  the  vast  whole  it  pours  supplies, 
Spreads  joy  through  all  its  parts: 

O  may  such  love  attract  our  eyes, 
And  captivate  our  hearts  ! 

6  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 
And  strong  affection  move  ; 

JSmploy  our  tongues  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  love  ! 

90.    l.m. 

O  thou,  whose  all  disposing  sway, 
The  heav'ns,  the  earth,  and  seas  obey ; 
Whose  might  throughout  all  space  extends, 
Sinks  through  all  depth,  all  height  transcends. 

2  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
He  bids  the  pregnant  vapours  rise ; 
The  lightning  s  pallid  sheet  expands; 
And  glads  with  show'rs  the  furrow'd  lands. 

3  Now,  from  his  storehouse,  built  on  high, 
Permits  the  imprison'd  winds  to  fly; 
And,  guided  by  his  will,  to  sweep 

The  surface  of  the  foaming  deep : 


4  He  is  the  everlasting  King, 
And  mercy's  unexhausted  spring: 
Let  our  united  voices  raise 
To  him  our  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

91.      L.M. 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distrest, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
O  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
D.vine  compassion,  mighty  love, 

Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace ! 

92.     P-  m. 

No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  : 
All  things  are  ready   sinner,  come; 
For  ev'ry  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

2  Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wand'ring  sheep,  draw  near ; 

Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear  ! 

Let  whosoever  will  now  come ; 

In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 


93.  c.  m. 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heav'nly  sound  : 

Ye  doubting  souls  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  ev'ry  thirsty  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 

To  ease  your  every  pain  : 
(Immortal  fountain  !  full  supplies  !) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4  Ye  sinner's,  come  ;  'tis  mercy's  voice. 

The  gracious  call  obey  : 
Mercy  invites  to  heav'nly  joys — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ! 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts; 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

94.  c.  m. 

Lo  !  wisdom  stands  with  smiling  face. 
And  courts  us  to  her  arms ; 

Who  can  resist  the  wond'rous  grace, 
And  slight  her  pow'rful  charms  ? 

7* 


2  She,  gen'rous  holds,  out  to  our  sight 

Riches  which  shall  endure  ; 
Not  sparkling  rubies  half  so  bright. 
Nor  finest  gold  so  pure. 

3  Eternal  pleasures  fill  her  train, 

Pleasures  that  never  cloy ; 
*  Come  drink  of  bliss  unmix'd  with  pain, 
And  taste  celestial  joy.' 

4  Immortal  crowns  she  now  displays, 

And  thrones  beyond  the  skies; 
Accept  her  blessings  while  she  stays, 
And  seize  the  glorious  prize. 

95.    p.  m. 

How  precious,  Lord !  thy  holy  word  ! 
What  light  and  joy  its  truths  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  our  doubtful  way; 
Thy  fear  forbids  our  steps  to  stray  ; 

Thy  promise  leads  the  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threat'nings  wake  our  slumb'ring  eyes. 
And  warn  us  where  our  danger  lies ; 

While  gospel  truth  and  grace  divine 
Inspire  the  heart  with  filial  love, 
Exalt  and  fix  our  hopes  above, 

And  make  the  willing  spirit  thine. 

3  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
What  perfect  rules  of  life  we  draw ! 

Be  these  our  study  and  delight : 


May  every  deed,  and  word,  and  thought, 
To  truth  and  duty's  standard  brought, 
Become  well-pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

4  O  may  thy  word  those  faults  reveal, 
Which  blind  self-love  may  yet  conceal, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ! 
Thus  taught  to  use  the  book  of  grace, 
We'll  raise  a  grateful  song  of  praise 

That  we  possess  it  not  in  vain. 

96.     l.  M. 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  ev'ry  cloud 

That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  : 

The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
The  righteous  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  O  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace  ! 
Thence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spring  ; 

In  fear,  in  trouble,  and  distress, 

We'll  seek  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

5  The  living  bread  thy  word  bestows, 
Will  fainting  souls  with  strength  renew ; 

There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  view. 


6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  goodness  of  the  Lord^ 

And  in  thy  presence,  we  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

97.    p.  m. 

Father  of  our  feeble  race  ! 

Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfiVd  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  haunts  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wond'rous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord  !  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring, 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  express'd  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast. 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor; 
Love,  embracing  all  mankind  ; 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heav'nly  King ! 

Thus  to  shew  our  grateful  mind. 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 

Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 


98.  p.  m. 

Rise,  ye  dearly  purchas'd  sinners, 
Fill'd  with  faith's  assurance,  rise ; 

Through  the  loss  of  Jesus,  winners, 
Lords  of  all  in  earth  and  skies ; 

Sing  and  triumph 
In  his  bleeding  sacrifice. 

2  To  his  meritorious  passion, 

All  our  happiness  we  owe, 
Pardon,  holiness,  salvation, 

Heav'n  above,  and  heav'n  below ; 

Grace  and  glory 
From  that  open  fountain  flow. 

3  Blest  in  our  returning  Saviour, 

When  he  hath  prepar'd  our  place, 
We  shall  reign  with  him  for  ever, 
Folded  in  his  love's  embrace  : 

Come,  Redeemer, 
Show  us  all  thy  heav'nly  face. 

99.  l.  M. 

Blessings  abound  where  Jesus  reigns, 
The  joyful  pris'ner  bursts  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

2  Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 


3  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  lonours  to  our  Kins; ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen. 

100.     c.  M. 

I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  !  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

101.      S.  M. 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 


While  he  affords  his  aid 

1  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 

My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 

Amid  surrounding  foes 

He  does  my  table  spread, 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

The  bounties  of  his  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 

Nor  from  his  house  will  1  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  his  praise. 

102.     l.  M. 

O  may  our  lips  and  lives  express- 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 
O  may  our  works  and  virtue  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour,  God; 
When  this  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride : 
While  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


103.  p.  M. 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God  your  Maker,  asks  y<  u  why  : 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  : 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die .? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  : 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
DvM  himself  that  you  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain .? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  you  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ; 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God  and  die  t 

104.  p.  m. 

Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  sin 


A  godly  fear  of  sin  impart; 

implant  and  root  it  deep  within  I 
That  1  may  dread  thy  gracious  pow'r, 
And  never  dare  t'  offend  thee  more. 

105.  c.  m. 

0  that  I  could  my  Lord  receivt, 
Who  did  the  world  redeem  ; 

Who  gave  his  life,  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceal'd  in  him  ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing  prove, 

My  heart's  extreme  desire  ; 
Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire! 

3  Mercy  I  ask  to  seal  my  peace, 

That  kept  by  mercy's  power, 

1  nay  from  ev'ry  evil  cease, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  ! 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 

Ev'n  now  my  sins  remove, 
And  set  my  soul  at  liberty, 
By  thy  victorious  love, 

106.  c.  m. 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 
f>o  mourning  all  their  days? 

Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace  ! 
8 


2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  shew  my  sins  forgiv'n  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  the  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  : 
May  thy  blest  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home. 

107.      L.  M. 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth!  rejoice 
Before  the  Lord,  your  sov'reign  King; 

Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
And  his  unrivall'd  glories  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  :  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  all  its  blessings  give  ; 
And  still  his  guardian  care  we  own, 
And  still  upon  his  bounty  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy ; 

With  praises  in  his  courts  appear; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 

4  For  God,  and  he  alone,  is  good ; 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 
His  iruth  hath  always  firmly  stood, 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 


108.      L.  M. 

Lord  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be? 
That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee  ? 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  my  free  soul  enjoy  thy  peace  ? 

2  O  Saviour,  when,  when  shall  I  be 
A  garden  sealM  to  all  but  thee  ? 
No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ? 

3  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  course, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  sweet  force ; 
Still  make  me  walk,  still  make  me  tend, 
By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  end. 

109.    c.  m. 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 

And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapp'd 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O  what  a  sun  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 


4  Ten  thousand  joyful  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  thfs  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

5  Jesus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 

Was  crucify' d  and  slain  ! 
Bebold,  the  tomb  its  prey  restores ! 
Behold,  he  lives  again  ! 

6  And  while  his  conquering  chariot  wheels 

Ascend  the  lofty  skies, 
Broken  beneath  his  pow'rful  cross, 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

110.      C.  M. 

Almighty  God  !  thy  powerful  word 
From  nothing  all  things  brought  ; 

Earth,  seas,  and  skies,  by  thee  their  Lord, 
With  matchless  skill  were  wrought, 

2  By  thee  preserv'd,  the  whole  remains 

A  proof  of  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  all,  which  this  great  whole  contains, 
By  s^v'reign  right  is  thine. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thv  views  fulfil ; 

Through  thee  each  planet  rolls; 
Earth,  seas,  and  skies,  obey  thy  will ; 
Thy  pow'r  the  world  controls. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  we  I  ow, 

To  thee  alone  would  live  ; 
All  that  we  have  to  thee  we  owe, 
Ourselves  to  thee  we  give. 


5  Accept  what  now,  with  faith  and  love 
We  to  thy  will  resign  ; 
And  let  thy  grace  preserve,  improve, 
And  perfect  what  is  thine. 


111.      L.  M. 


Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  'jegun  ; 
Improve,  my  soul,  the  sacred  rest, 
And  learn  for  ever  to  be  blest. 

2  This  day  may  our  devotions  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 
May  heav'n  that  peace  divine  bestow, 
Which  none  but  they  who  feel  it,  know. 

3  This  holy  calm  within  the  breast 
Prepares  for  that  eternal  rest, 
WThich  for  the  sons  of  God  remains ; 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  varied  scenes   both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 

In  hope,  we  future  mercies  taste. 

5  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 

Hovv  sweet  this  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hopes  of  that  which  ne'er  shall  end  ! 
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112.     c.  M. 

Father  of  all !   whose  cares  extend 

To  earth's  remotest  shore  ; 
Through  ev'ry  age  let  praise  ascend ; 

Let  ev'ry  clime  ad<re. 

2  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This,  teach  me  more  than  death  to  shun, 
That,  mote  than  life  pursue. 

3  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way  ! 

4  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent ; 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  deny'd, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

5  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  wo, 

To  hide  the  faults  I  see ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

6  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot; 

But,  all  beneath  the  sun, 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestow'd  or  not; 
And  let  thy  will    e  done. 

7  To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  space, 

Whose  altar,  earth,  sea,  skits, 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise  ! 


113.      C    M. 

.When  some  kind  shepherd  from  his  fold, 

Has  lost  a  straying  sheep  ; 
Thro'  vales,  o'er  hills,  he  anxious  roves, 

And  climbs  the  mountains  sleep. 

2  But  O  the  joy  !  the  transport  sweet ! 
When  he  the  wand'rer  finds  ; 

Up  in  his  arms  he  takes  his  charge, 
And  to  his  shoulder  binds. 

3  Homeward  he  hastes  to  tell  his  joys, 
And  make  his  bliss  complete: 

The  neighbours  hear  the  news,  and  all 
The  joyful  shepherd  greet. 

4  Ye'  ho  a  much  greater  is  the  joy 
When  but  one  sinner  turns — 

When  the  poor  wretch,  with  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns. 

5  Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  saints  below, 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ  : 

Beycnd  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

6  Well  pleas'd,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 
The  conscious  sinner  weep; 

Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  owns  him  for  his  sheep. 

7  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  fire  : 

"  A  wandering  sheep's  retum'd,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 


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114.  L.  M. 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day, 
Come  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away : 
Now  let  our  nobler  passions  rise 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine  ; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest, 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er ; 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 

A  Sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

115.  P.  M. 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 
Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  : 

Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit; 
Raise  the  weak — the  hungry  feed  : 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  O  may  all  enjoy  thy  blessing 

Which  thy  word's  design'd  to  give ! 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive  : 

And  for  ever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 


116.      P.  M. 

What  dreadful  spot  is  this, 

And  yet  what  pleasing  place  ! 
Sure  here  Jehovah  is, 

In  majestv  and  grace  : 
Here  let  our  souls  devoutly  wait, 
'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gate. 

2  'Tis  here  the  saints  abide, 

On  richest  dainties  fed  ; 
And  Christ  doth  here  reside, 

Their  Master  and  their  Head; 
His  life  and  love  he  here  conveys, 
And  owns  their  pray'rs  and  hears  their  praise. 

117.    p.m. 

Gracious  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
Give  us  ears  to  hear  thy  word  ; 
Give  us  hearts  to  love  and  fear, 
Give  us  now  to  find  thee  near. 

2  Let  us  know  and  praise  thee  more, 
Let  us  live  on  mercy's  store; 

Let  us  sing  .iur  Saviour's  love, 
Till  we  join  the  saints  above. 

3  Then  we'll  praise  thee,  and  adore, 
On  the  ha   py  blissful  shore  ; 
Praise,  with  all  the  heav'n'y  hosts, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


118.      CM. 

In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 

To  vvorship  at  thy  feet; 
O  pour  the  Holy  Spirit  down, 

On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 

To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  : 
Thy  face  and  favour,  Lord,  we  seek, 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear, 

And  understand  thy  word ; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Here  let  thy  pow'r  and  grace  be  felt, 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 
Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt, 
And  break  this  flinty  stone. 

5  Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee  ; 
Let  rebels  be  subdu'd  by  love, 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

6  This  house  with  grace  and  glory  fill, 

This  congregation  bless; 
Thy  great  salvation  now  reveal ; 
Thy  glorious  righteousness. 


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M. 


Our  Father,  thron'd  in  heav'n,  divine, 
To  thy  great  name  be  praises  paid; 

Thy  kingdom  come,  let  splendour  shine, 
And  thy  blest  will  be  still  obey'd. 

2  Give  us  our  bread  from  day  to  day, 
And  all  our  wants  do  thou  supply; 

With  gospel  truth  feed  us,  we  pray, 
That  we  may  never  faint  or  die. 

3  Extend  thy  grace,  our  hearts  renew, 
Our  each  offence  in  love  forgive  ; 

Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
And  freed  from  evil  let  us  live. 

4  For  thine's  the  kingdom,  and  the  pow'r, 
And  all  the  glory  waits  thy  name  ; 

Let  every  saint  thy  grace  adore, 

And  sound  in  songs  their  loud  Amen. 

120.     p.  M. 

I'll  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name, 
Whose  goodness  heav'n  antl  earth  proclaim, 

With  every  morning  light; 
And  at  the  close  of  every  day, 
To  him  my  cheerful  homage  pay, 

Who  guards  me  through  the  night. 

2  Then  in  his  churches  to  appear, 
And  pay  my  humble  worship  there, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  : 


The  day  that  saw  my  Saviour  rise, 
Shall  dawn  on  my  delighted  eyes 
With  pure  and  holy  joy. 

3  With  grateful  sorrow  in  my  breast, 
I'll  celebrate  the  dying  feast 

Of  my  departing  Lord; 
And  while  his  perfect  love  I  view, 
His  bright  example  I'll  pursue, 
And  meditate  his  word. 

121.     c.  M. 

Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  pow'r 

On  ev'ry  hand  we  see ; 
O  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 

Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

T<»  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead. 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  God  we  see; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
Ceaseless  proceed  from  thee. 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 


122.      L.  M. 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true, 
Thy  nature  to  our  souls  impart; 

Stablish  with  me  the  cov'nant  new. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart- 

2  O  that  to  ihee  my  constant  min'l 
Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire  ; 

Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire. 

3  O  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 
The  first  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill  j 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel ! 

4  O  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind, 
And  ev'ry  murm'ring  thought  be  gone 

Fulness  of  life  eternal  find, 
And  glory  give  to  God  alotie* 

5  Till  he  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch  and  pray 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day 

123.     s.  m 

O  may  thy  pow'rful  word 

Our  feeble  minds  inspire^ 
To  come  into  thy  presence,  Lord, 

With  pure  intense  desire. 
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2  That  we  may  all  improve 

The  grace  already  giv'n  ; 
May  sink  into  thy  perfect  love, 
Aug!  taste  the  joys  of  heav?n, 

3  Together  live  in  love 

While  we  continue  here  ; 
And  meet  in  glorious  realms  above? 
And  see  our  Saviour  there, 

124.  c.  m. 

Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God !  impart. 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  the  heart, 

And  deep  its  truths  impress. 

2  O  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high, 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay 
And  love  shall  never  die  ! 

125.  c.  m. 

"Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand. 

God  of  eternal  pow'r  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 

And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light,  and  evening  shade. 

Successive  comforts  bring : 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 

Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 


3  Seasons,  and  times,  and  days,  and  hours, 
Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  are  thine  : 

When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear: 

Tin   ways  abound  with  blessings  still  : 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

128.     l.  M. 

To  Goo,  of  every  good  the  spring, 
The  .tribute  of  your  praises  bring, 
For  grace  and  truth,  through  Jesus  giv'n, 
Mercy,  and  peace,  and  hopes  of  heav'n. 

2  Grateful  the  joyous  news  proclaim, 
Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
Salvation  !   shout  the  glorious  sound, 
Proclaim  it  to  the  world  around. 

3  r  ell  ev'ry  fear'uh  trembling  soul, 
That  gospel  grace  will  make  him  whole  : 
Invite  the  wear;'  poor  to  come, 

At  Jesus'  feet  there  still  is  room. 

i  -1  sus  !   that  name  shall  calm  their  fears, 
Dispel    heir  doubts,  and  dry  their  tears; 
Shall  ease  the  anxious,  throb Ung  breast, 
And  give  the  w  ary  mourner  rest. 

5  Jesus!  our  Prophet,  Saviour,  King — 
For  Jesus,  grateful  praise  we  bring 
To  thee,  from  whom  his  b'ess-'ngs  flovv'd, 
To  thee,  our  Father  and  our  God ! 


127.      L.  M. 

We  bless  tbee  for  this  sacred  day, 
Thou,  who  hast  every  blessing  giv'n, 

Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heav'n. 

2  Rich  day  of  holy,  thoughtful  rest ! 

May  we  improve  thy  calm  repose, 
And  in  God's  service  truly  blest, 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

3  Lord,  may  thy  truth,  upon  the  heart 

Now  fall  and  dwell,  as  heav'nly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start, 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  pray'r  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 

138.     s.  m. 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  : 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 

And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 


Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days, 
That's  spent  in  guilt  and  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

129.      L.  M. 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world  begone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone ; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  : 
Come,  O  my  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Haste  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  : 
Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 

4  Blest  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

130.    c.  m. 

May  I,  throughout  this  day  of  thine, 

Be  in  the  Spirit,  Lord  ; 
Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine, 

That  trembles  at  thy  word. 
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2  Spirit  of  faith  my  heart  to  raise, 
And  6x  on  things  above ; 
Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love, 

131.  L.  M. 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ; 
To  shew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast, 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Jjike  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  When  grace  has  purify'd  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part ; 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below ; 

And  ev'ry  hour  find  sweet  employ, 
Jn  that  eternal  world  of  joy, 

132,  L.  M, 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day, 
Come  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away  : 
Nqw  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 


2  Come,  holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine  ; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 

With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 
A  sabbath  which  shall  never  end, 

133.  c.  m. 

Come,  let  us  join  in  sweet  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ; 

This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 
The  brightest  of  the  s^ ven  ; 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

134.  c.  m. 

My  drowsy  pow'rs,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 

Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :  for  one  poor  grain, 
See  how  they  toil  and  strive ; 

Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  to  obtain, 
How  negligent  we.  live ! 


3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 
And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 

We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel-bands 
Come  flying  from  above : 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  labour' d  for  our  good, 

How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 
And  never  act  our  parts  ? 

Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 
With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise, 

With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

135.     c.  m. 

Come,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord, 
Thy  pow'r  to  us  make  known  : 

Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  foolishness  to  mourn  ! 
And  turn  at  once  from  ev'ry  sin, 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  : 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 

And  take  our  sins  away. 


4  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release  : 
Fill  ev'ry  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

5  Impoverish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  the  poor, 

1  The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give, 

The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart. 

And  then  remove  the  load  : 
Trouble,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Our  desp'rate  state,  through  sin,  declare, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiv'n; 
By  perfect  holiness,  prepare, 
And  take  us  up  to  heav'n. 

136.    p.m. 

Happy  soul,  that  free  from  harms, 
Rests  within  his  Shepherd's  arms. 
Who  his  quiet  shall  molest? 
Who  shall  violate  his  rest? 
Jesus  doth  his  Spirit  bear, 
Jesus  takes  his  ev'ry  care; 
Jesus  found  the  wand'ring  sheep, 
Whom  he  still  delights  to  keep. 

2  O  that  I  might  so  believe, 
Stedfastly  to  Jesus  cleave  ; 
On  his  only  love  rely, 
Smile  at  the  destroyer  nigh  ! 


Free  from  sin  and  servile  fear, 
Have  my  Jesus  ever  near; 
All  his  care  rejoice  to  prove, 
All  his  paradise  of  love. 

3  Jesus,  seek  thy  wand'ring  sheep, 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep  : 
Take  on  thee  my  ev'ry  care  ; 
Bear  me,  on  thy  bosom  bear , 

Let  me  know  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live. 

4  Live,  till  all  thy  life  I  know  ; 
Perfect  through  my  Lord  below ; 
Gladly  then  from  earth  remove, 
Gather' d  to  the  fold  above  : 

O  that  I  at  last  may  stand 
With  the  sheep  at  thy  right  hand ; 
Take  the  crown  so  freely  giv'n, 
Enter  in  by  thee  to  heav'n. 

137.     p.  m. 

God  of  my  salvation,  hear, 

And  help  me  to  believe  ; 
Simply  do  1  now  draw  near, 

Thy  blessing  to  receive  : 
Full  of  guilt,  alas!   I  am, 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee  : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 


2  Si  Hiding  now  as  newly  slain, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Bi!m  of  all  my  t;rief  and  pain, 
Thy  blood  is  always  i  igh. 

Now,  as  yesterday,  the  same 
Thou  art  and  wilt  lor  ever  be  : 

Fri  nd  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood,  was  shed  for  me. 

3  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 

Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace ; 
Pardon  I  accept  unbought, 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace  ; 
Coming  as  at  first  I  came, 

To  take,  and  not  bestow  on  thee  : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

4  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 

f  never  will  depart, 
Here  will  I  my  spirit  hide 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart : 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim, 

This  only  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb. 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

I  138.    p.  M. 

Come,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice, 
In  hope  that  I  shall  hear  thy  voice, 

Shall  one  day  see  my  God  : 
Shall  cease  from  all  my  sm  and  strife. 
Handle  and  taste  the  won!  of  life, 

,\nd  feel  the  sprinkled  blood. 


2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruit  of  paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow  : 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour*  d  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blest; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  Now  O  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in, 
Cast  out  thy  foes,  the  inbred  sin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove ; 
The  purchase  of  thy  death  divide. 
And  O  with  all  the  sanctify'd 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love  ! 

139.    c.  m. 

God  of  all  grace  and  majesty, 

Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee. 

Through  the  atoning  blood  ; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give4 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear  lest  I  should  ever  grieve 

Thy  gracious  love  divine. 

2  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  sight, 
My  strict  observer  see  ; 


And  thou,  by  rev'rent  love,  unite 
My  child-like  heart  to  thee  : 

Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  past, 
At  Jesus'  feet  abide  : 

So  shall  he  lift  me  up  at  last, 
And  seat  me  by  his  side. 

140.    c.  m. 


I  want  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous  godly  fear, 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2  That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give  : 

3  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make ; 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awTake. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove, 
And  let  me  weep,  and  watch  and  pray, 
But  never  grieve  thy  love. 

5  O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well  instructed  soul ; 
\nd  drive  me  to  the  balm  again, 
That  makes  the  wounded  whole, 
10 


141.     s.  M. 

The  praying  spirit  breathe, 

The  watching  pow'r  impart; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart ; 
My  feeble  mind  sustain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  opprest ; 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize, 
Gather  my  wandering  spirit  home. 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace  : 
Suffer' d  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

142.     c.  m. 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve 

In  this  our  evil  day ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  folPwers  give 

The  pow'r  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 
O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  pray'r  ! 

3  The  spirit  of  interceding  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim, 


To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow, 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  unless 

Thou  lell  thy  name  to  me; 
With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-top, 

Behold  thy  open  face, 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallow'd  up, 
And  pray'r  in  endless  praise. 

143.      L.  M. 

Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above  ! 

Assist  me  with  thy  heav'nly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 

And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 
And  set  my  longing  spirit  free  ! 

Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  live  for  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below 
The  path  of  humble  love  pursue  ; 

And  bid  the  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares  adieu. 

4  That  way  of  loving-kindness  seek, 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine  ; 


Nor  may  T  hear,  nor  let  me  speak 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Nothing  on  earth  so  much  desire 
As  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast; 

This  constant!)  will  I  require, 
And  strive  to  give  up  all  the  rest. 

144.    s.  m. 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer; 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill : 
A  soul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 

The  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks. to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  spirit  still  prepai'd, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 


For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  pray'r. 

4  I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  cease, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 

Or  wish  my  suff'rings  less  : 
A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn, 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  rest  upon  thy  word, 

The  promise  is  for  me; 
My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee. 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

145.    p.  m. 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly ; 
And  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by 

Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
The  sacred  watchfulness  impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 

And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  soul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm. 
In  each  approach  of  sin,  alarm, 
And  shew  the  danger  near; 
JO* 


Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  till  with  go<ily  jealousy, 
And  sanctifying  fear. 

3  If  near  the  pit  I  rashly  stray, 
Before  I  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  conviction  dart  : 
Retail  me  by  that  pitying  look, 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance,  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

4  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me  like  thyself  below, 

Unblameable  in  grace  ; 
Ready  prepar'd  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holiness  t'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

146.     l.  M. 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  ev'ry  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Inspire,  and  then  accept  my  pray'r. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings ; 
If  with  me  n  w  thy  spirit  stays, 

And  hov'ring  hides  me  in  his  wings  ! 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 
Nor  for  a  moment's  space  depart : 

Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart. 


4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 
His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 

"Return,  and  walk  in  Christ  thy  way, 
11  Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near." 

5  His  sacred  unction  from  above 
Be  still  my  comforter  and  guide  ! 

Till  all  the  stony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  reside. 

6  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  t 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 

147.     s.  m. 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have : 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 
To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil  ; 
O  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will. 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

A  strict  account  to  give  : 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely; 
Assur'd  if  1  my  trust  betray, 

1  shall  for  ever  die. 


148.  p.  M. 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  ev'ry  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

JesusJ  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 

149.  s.  m. 

God  of  Almighty  love, 

By  whose  sufficient  grace, 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 

And  humbly  seek  thy  face  ; 
Through  Jesus  Christ  the  just, 

My  faint  desire  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  offer' d  through 

The  ever-blessed  name ; 
Jesus,  my  single  eye 
Be  fix'd  on  theealone ; 


Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

Spirit  of  faith,  inspire 

My  consecrated  heart : 
Fill  me  with  pure  celestial  fire, 
"     With  all  thou  hast  and  art; 
My  feeble  mind  transform, 

And,  perfectly  renew'd, 
Into  a  saint  exalt  a  worm  : 

A  worm  exalt  to  God  ! 


150.    s.  m. 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 

That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 

And  all  my  soul  renew  ; 
My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  sanctify'd  by  love  divine, 

For  ever  cease  from  sin. 

(i  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 

Jesus,  to  me  impart; 
Thy  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 

O  write  it  in  my  heart  ! 
Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  spotless  sanctity, 


I 


And  sweetly  ev'ry  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  thee  ; 

Soul  of  my  soul  remain, 
Who  didst  for  all  fulfil, 

In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  will. 


151.      C.  M. 


O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
.  A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek. 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak. 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 
Believing,  true  and  clean  ! 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part. 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renew'd, 
And  full  of  love  divine  ; 

Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 

Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 


152.  c.  m. 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply, 
Thy  holy  Spirit  breathe  : 

My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin3 
Still  with  the  rebel  strive  ; 

Enter  my  soul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

I  3Iore  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 
As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

I  Reign  in  me,  Lord,  thy  foes  controul, 
Who  would  not  own  thy  sway  ; 
Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  soul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

)  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode  ; 
O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God. 

153.  p.  m. 

I   Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be. 


2  Jesus,  see  my  panting  breast : 
See,  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest ; 
Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ; 
Cleanse  me  now  from  ev'ry  sin. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ! 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind  ; 
Earthly  passions  far  remove, 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th'  atonement  now  receives  : 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

5  See,  ye  sinners,  see  the  flame, 
Rising  from  the  slaug-iter'd  Lamb, 
Mark  the  new  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

6  Jesus,  when  this  light  we  see, 
All  our  souls  atbirst  for  thee  ; 
"When  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  we  prove. 
All  our  heart  dissolves  in  love. 

7  Boundless  wisdom,  pow'r  divine. 
Love  unspeakable  are  thine : 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  ofiieav'n. 

154.     p.  m. 

Jesus,  thou  art  my  King, 

To  me  thy  succour  bring : 
Christ  the  mighty  one  art  thou, 

Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid  ; 
This  thy  word,  1  claim  it  now, 

Send  me  now  the  promis'd  aid. 


High  on  thy  Father's  throne, 

O  look  with  pity  down  ! 
Help,  O  help  !  attend  my  call, 

Captive  lead  captivity ; 
King  of  glory,  Lord  of  all, 

Christ,  the  Lord,  be  King  to  me. 

J  pant  to  feel  thy  sway, 

And  only  thee  t'  obey; 
Thee  my  spirit  gasps  to  meet ; 

This  my  one,  my  ceaseless  pray'r, 
Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  seat ! 

O  set  up  thy  kingdom  there ! 

Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 

And  spread  thy  victory  : 
Hell  and  death,  and  sin  controul, 

Pride  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe ; 
All  subdue  :  through  all  my  soul, 

Conqu'ring  and  to  conquer  go. 

155.    c.  m. 


Lord,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  ev'ry  promise  true  : 

And  lo  !  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  strength  renew. 

If  in  this  feeble  flesh  I  may, 
A  while  shew  forth  thy  praise, 

Jesus,  support  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

11 


3  If  such  a  worm  as  I  can  spread 

The  common  Saviour's  name, 
Let  him  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  love  to  show, 

Which  purges  ev'ry  stain  ; 
And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  i'ew  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me  till  I  my  strength  of  soul, 

Till  I  thy  love  retrieve  ; 
Till  faith  shall  make  my  spirit  whole, 
And  perfect  soundness  give. 

6  For  this,  in  steadfast  hope  I  wait, 

Now,  Lord,  my  soul  restore ; 
Now  the  new  heav'ns  and  earth  create, 
And  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

156.    p.  m. 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

Joy  of  heav'n  to  earth  come  down; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown: 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 
Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest; 


Take  away  our  bent  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  : 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  re  stor'd  in  thee  ; 
Chang' d  from  glory  into  glory, 

Tili  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise1. 

157.      L.  M. 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesu's  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesu's  feet. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart 


3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  1  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 
The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r, 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release  ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
Aiid  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay  ; 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear; 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

158.     p.  m. 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 

Love  divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Ev'ry  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  iu  ev'ry  drooping  heart : 
Ev'ry  mournful  sinner  cheer ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear,  appear  ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour, 

Bring  thy  heav'nly  kingdom  in  : 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  pow'r, 
Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 


Nothing;  more  can  we  require, 
We  will  cov  i  nothing  less  ; 

Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
All  our  joy  and  all  our  peace. 

159.    c.  m. 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sov*1  reign  right  assert; 

And  take  up  ev'ry  thankful  song, 
And  ev'ry  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price  : 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 

Fulfil  our  heart's  desire; 
And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  cause  expire. 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign  ; 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine, 
To  all  eternity. 

*  160.     s.  m. 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way, 

My  sure  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 

Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 
11* 


£  My  wisdom  and  my  guide, 
My  counsellor  thou  art : 
O  let  me  never  leave  thy  side. 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 

In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee  :  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

4  Still  stir  me  up  to  strive 

With  thee  in  strength  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  soul  of  mine. 

5  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hencr  remove  ! 
Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

6  Let  me  thy  witness  live, 

When  sin  is  all  destroy'd  : 
And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive. 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

161.      L.M. 

Gr^at  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim; 

Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest! 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 


3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands* 
For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  look, 

As  travelers,  in  thirsty  Lmds, 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  Even  life  itself,  without  thy  love. 
No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford  ; 

Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  thee,  Lord  ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

162.     L.  M. 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee 
O  burst  these  bonds  and  set  it  free! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within, 
Be  ch-an,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 


5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
D  mntless.  untir  d  I  follow  thee  ; 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

163.     l.  M. 

Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  the  pledge  of  love. 

2  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever-  stay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 

Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 

3  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  op  me, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

164     s.  m. 

And  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little'  al!  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 


Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more ; 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 

And  own  thee  conqueror  ! 

2  Though  late  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 

And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 
Come  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

ft  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thine  only  love  to  know  : 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 

No  other  good  below  : 
My  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-sufficient  art, 
My  hope,  my  heav'nly  treasure,  now 

Enter  and  keep  my  heart ! 

165.    p.  m. 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 

The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art; 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bos  m  reclin'd, 

And  screen'd  from  the  Jieat  of  the  day, 


2  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

The»e  only  \  covet  to  rest; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  t-   be  hid  in  thy  breast. 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart  ; 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

166.    s.  m. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 

Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  : 
And  shew  thyself  the  sinner's  friend, 

And  set  me  u,-  on  high  ; 
From  helPs  oppressive  pow'r 

My  struggling  soul  release; 
And  to  ihy  father's  grace  restore ; 

And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

2  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 

I  make  my  only  plea  ; 
My  present  and  eternal  peace, 

Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee  ; 
Rivers  oflife  divine 

From  thee  their  fountain  flow; 
And  all  wh    know  that  love  of  thine, 

The  joy  of  angels  know. 

3  Come  then,  impute,  impart, 

To  me  thy  righteousness, 
And  let  me  taste  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace  : 


That  thou  canst  here  forgive, 

Grant  me<o  testify, 
And  justify 'd  by  faith  to  live, 

And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

167.     cm. 

Being  of  beings.  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 

Thy  all-sustaining  pow'r  we  prove 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  sacrifice  receive ; 
Made,  and  preserv'd,  and  sav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heav'nward  our  ev'ry  wish  aspires, 

For  all  thy  merc)'s  store  ; 
The  sole  return  th>  love  requires, 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask,  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will : 
Turn  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again  : 
With  all  thy  fulness  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ! 
So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move, 
And  be  with  Christ  in  God. 


168.  c.  m. 

O  sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

With  healing  in  thy  wing  ! 
To  i'iy  diseas'd,  my  fainting  soul, 

Life  and  salvation  bring. 

2  These  clouds  of  pride  and  sin  dispel, 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 
Lighten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  my  heart 
With  holy  hope  inflame. 

3  My  mind,  by  thy  all-quick'ning  pow'r, 

From  low  desires  set  free ; 
Unite  my  scatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-lost  son  receive; 

Saviour,  thy  purchase  own ; 
Blest  Comforter,  v.  ith  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

'5  Eternal  undivided  Lord, 
Co-equal  One  in  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  plac'd. 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

169.  p.  m. 

Son  of  God,  thv  blessing  grant, 
Still  supply  our  ev'rv  want ! 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  shed, 
With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 


2  Tend'rest  branch,  alas!  am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  die, 
Weak  as  helpless  infancy  ; 

O  confirm  my  soul  in  thee. 

3  Unsustain'd  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

170.    p.  m. 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O!   do  not  our  suit  disdain, 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart, 
12 


Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 
Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope, 

Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

171.     p.m. 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  1  see ; 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds  and  sweet  flow'rs 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me: 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

Coptent  with  beholding  his  face, 
My  all  to  bis  pleasure  resign'd ; 

No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind; 


While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song; 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul  cheering  presence  restore  : 
Or  take  me  up  to  thee  on  high, 

Where  winters  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

172.     p.  M. 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ! 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  ; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it: 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love  ! 

Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  t->  arrive  at  home ; 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood! 


3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constraint  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  : 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  1  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

173.      L.M. 

Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Great  builder  of  thy  church  below, 
If  now  thy  Spirit  moves  my  breast, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thine  own  request. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  sanctifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmost  Saviour  own, 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  thy  chosen  witnesses; 
Thy  pow'r  unto  salvation  show, 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  Christians  liv'd  in  days  of  old, 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love. 

174.     p.  M. 

Ever  fainting  with  desire, 
For  thee,  O  Christ,  I  call ! 


Thee  I  restlessly  require, 

I  want  my  God,  my  All : 
Jesus,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Wilt  thou  suffer  me  to  go 

Lamenting  all  my  days, 
Shall  I  never,  never  know 

Thy  sanctifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  light  afford, 

The  darkness  from  my  soul  remove  f 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Thou,  my  life,  my  treasure  be, 

My  portion  here  below  ! 
Nothing  would  1  seek  but  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know : 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

My  heav'n  on  earth,  my  heav'n  above 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

175.     cm. 

My  God,  1  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 

And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 

And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
"ill  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

12* 


3  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ! 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God. 

4  Refining  fire  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  soul; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ev'ry  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

5  Sorrow  and  sin  shall  then  expire 

When  enter' d  into  rest ; 
I  only  live  my  God  t'  admire, 
My  God  for  ever  blest. 

6  My  steadfast  soul  from  falling  free, 

Shall  then  no  longer  move  ; 
But  Christ  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

176.    p.m.   • 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me, 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare 

O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ! 

Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am  ; 

Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame  ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 
May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  ! 

O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole  ! 
My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown  : 

Strange  flan.es' far  from  my  heart  remove; 

My  ev'ry  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 


3  O  love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 
All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies ; 

Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arise  ; 
O  Jesus,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek  but  thee  ! 

4  Unweary'd,  may  I  this  pursue, 
Dauntless  to  the  high  prize  aspire  5 

Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  fire  ; 
And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care, 
To  guard  this  sacred  treasure  there. 

5  O  that  I,  as  a  little  child, 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  rest, 
Till  sweetly  thou  hast  breath'd  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  breast ! 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  I  become  one  spir't  with  thee. 

6  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way  ; 

How  wond'rous  things  thy  love  hath  wrought! 
Still  Lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray ; 

Direct  my  word,  inspire  my  thought : 
And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  sufF'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  pow'r, 

And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  dy'd  ! 


177.    cm. 


Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
To  all  thy  people  known  : 

A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

2  A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fix'd  on  things  above, 
Where  fear  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  pow'r  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God  ! 


178.     cm. 

Jesus  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live. 

Might  live  to  God  alone ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 

And  be  in  spirit  one. 


2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable  : 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  V  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire, 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire, 
To  be  dissolv'd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself,  from  ev'ry  boast, 

From  ev'ry  sin  set  free  ; 
Let  all  1  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas,  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  giv'n  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n. 

179.    p.  m. 

Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown, 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 

Ev'n  from  my  infant  days  ; 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  1  never  knew 

Thy  justifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  follow'd  with  a  heart  sincere, 

Thy  drawing  from  above ; 
Now,  now  the  farther  grace  bestow, 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know, 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 


3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  gospel  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiv'n  ; 
1  would  not,  Lord,  my  soul  deceive. 
Without  thy  inward  witness  live, 

That  antepast  of  heav'n. 

4  Whate'er  obstructs  thy  pard'ning  love. 
Or  sm,  or  righteousness,  remove, 

Thy  glory  to  display  ; 
My  heart,  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  now  absolve  me  from  my  sins^ 

And  take  them  all  away. 

180.      L.  M. 

My  hope,  my  All,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee  lo !   now  my  soul  1  bow  : 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 

1  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way. 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day ; 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  : 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  ! 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clasp  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  pow'r  ; 
Tear  ev'ry  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 


5  My  sufT'ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er, 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more  : 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

f  181.     c.  M. 

Jesus,  the  all-sustaining  Word, 

My  fallen  spirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likeness,  Lord, 

O  when  shall  1  wake  up  ? 

2  Thou,  O  my  G  <d,  thou  only  art 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 
Quicken  my  soul,  instruct  my  heart, 
My  sinking  footsteps  stay. 

3  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 

In  mystic  union  join 
Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

4  Open  the  intercourse  between 

My  longing  soul  and  thee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
Through  all  eternity. 

182.     cm. 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below. 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too. 

And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare.  . 


2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky- 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends. 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  foo'f ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

183.      L.  M. 

When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee  ? 
The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near  : 

0  dark  !   dark  !  dark!  I  still  must  say, 
Amid  the  blaze  of  gospel-day. 

3  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free. 
Jesus,  my  soul  shall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 


184.     c.  m. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  tliy  quick'ning  pow'rs ; 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below. 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

"4  Father,  shall  we  then  ever  live 
At  tti is  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great .? 

a  Comp,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
Wi;h  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs ; 
Corne,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love. 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours, 


185.    cm. 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 
Let  thy  salvation  roll ; 

Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Kv'rv  believing  soul. 


2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 

Us  weary  sinners  take  ; 
Jesus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake, 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 

And  we  shall  flow  to  thee, 
While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 

Of  joy  the  swelling  flood  ; 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart, 
WTe  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea. 

Into  thy  fulness  fall : 
Be  lost  and  swallow'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

186.     p.  m. 

In  boundless  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear. 
Darkness  dispel,  the  humble  mourner  cheer, 
Vain  thoughts    remove,    melt   down  this  flinty 

heart, 
Cause  ev'ry  soul  to  choose  the  better  part. 

2  Thy  presence  fills  the  universal  space  ; 
Thy  grace  appears  to  all  the  fallen  race  : 
O  visit  us  with  light  and  life  divine, 
Fill  ev'ry  soul,  for  ev'ry  soul  is  thine. 

3  The  blessed  Jesus  is  my  Lord,  my  love; 
He  is  my  King,  from  him  1  would  not  move; 


Away  then,  all  ye  objects  that  divert, 

Nor  seek  to  draw  from  my  dear  Lord  my  heart. 

4  That  uncreated  beauty  which  hath  gain'd, 
My  ravish'd  heart,  hath  all  your  glory  stain'd  ; 
His  loveliness  my  soul  hath  prepossess'd, 
And  left  no  room  for  any  other  guest. 

187.    c.  m. 

Lokd,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  : 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 

The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  1  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ; 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  ev'ry  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill. 

^ecur'd  bv  sov'reign  love. 


188.      L.  M. 

My  God  !  my  King  !  O  may  thy  praise 
Fill  all  the  remnant  of  my  days; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue. 
And  after  death  exalt  my  song! 

2  May  every  opening  morning  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  5 
And  ever  setting  sun  still  see 

New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee  ! 

3  Thy  works  with  boundless  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  land  to  land  aloud  proclaim 
The  matchless  honour  of  thy  name. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wond'rous  deeds, 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways ;  . 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise  ! 

189.     c.  m. 

We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies 

In  everlasting  day ; 
Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 

But  Jesus  guards  the  way  : 

2  The  swelling  floods  and  raging  flame 

Heai  and  obey  his  word  ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name. 

Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 


3  Soon  we  shall  reach  the  heav'nly  land. 

And  Iread  the  peaceful  shore  ; 
And  there  unite  the  glorious  band, 

Our  Jesus  to  adore. 

190.    cm. 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God!   is  felt 
Through  nature's  ample  round  ; 

In  heaven,  on  earth,  through  air  and  skies, 
Thy  energy  is  found. 

2  Thy  sacred  influence,  Lord  !  we  need 
To  form  our  hearts  anew  ; 

O  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin, 
And  thy  salvation  show  ! 

3  Father  of  light  !  thine  aid  impart 
To  guide  our  doubtful  way  ; 

Thy  truth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 
We'll  do  and  bear  thy  will ; 

That  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

5  Cheer'd  by  thy  smiles,  we'll  fearless  tread 
The  gloomy  path  of  death  ; 

And  with  the  hopes  of  endless  bliss, 
To  thee  resign  our  breath. 

191.      L.M. 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
13* 


Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat. 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat: 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord  !  a  heavenly  ray 
To  guide  us  in  the  doubtful  way ; 
And  o'er  us  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  us  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  us  the  flattering  paths  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run  ; 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  Each  noble  principle  impart;   •    . 
That  faith  which  sanctifies  the  heart, 
Hope,  that  to  heaven's  high  vault  aspires. 
And  love  that  warms  with  holy  fires. 

5  Whate'er  is  honest,  pure,  refin'd, 
Just,  generous,  amiable,  and  kind, 
That  may  our  constant  zeal  pursue, 
That  may  we  love  and  practice  too. 

6  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride,  , 
Allure  our  wandering  souls  aside  ; 
Nor  tempt  us  from  the  narrow  road, 
Wrhich  leads  to  happiness  and  God. 

192.    cm. 

Almighty  Maker  !   Lord  of  all  ! 

Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumber'd  worlds  ! 

Supreme,  eternal  King  ! 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 
Jmpenitence  and  pride; 


N or  let  inc  in  forbidden  paths 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all  discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit.; 
I'll  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit.. 

4  With  generous  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosperous  and  the  great; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

5  Let  not  despair,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  : 
O  give  me  tears  fo?  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own  ! 

G  Feed  me  with  necessary  food ; 
I  ask  not  wealth  nor  fame  : 
Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 
A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

7  Still  let  my  days  serenely  pass 
Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
•And  growing  holiness,  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 

193.     c.  m. 


Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  us  from  its  snares; 

Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 


2  It  quells  the  raging  flames  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  pow'r 

The  healing  halm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

5  On  that  bright  prospect  may  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

194.    s.  m. 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 

Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  sickness  never  comes  ; 

There  grief  no  more  complains; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  strife  nor  envy  there 

The  sons  of  peace  molest ; 
But  harmony,  and  love  sincere, 
Fill  ev'ry  happy  breast. 


1  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 
For  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  wo, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

o  There  night  is  never  known, 
Nor  suns  faint  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory  from  the  eternal  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

0  O  may  this  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love  ! 
And  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

195.    c.  m. 

O  thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat ! 

Who  dost  our  cares  control, 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peace 

Revive  the  fainting  soul ;     . 

2  Did  ever,  Lord  !  thy  gracious  ear 

The  contrite  prayer  disdain  .? 
Or  when  did  misery  humbly  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

3  OppressM  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolv'd 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

4  New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 

The  sinking  heart  receives; 
O  may  we  ne'er  ag^.tn  offend 
The  God  who  thus  forgives  ! 


b  Thy  grace  bath  caus'd  celestial  hope 
To  shine  serenely  bright, 
And  shed  her  soft  and  cheering  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  darkest  night. 

6  Onr  hearts  adore  thy  mercy,  Lord  ! 
And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
Which  ushers  in  the  smiling  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

196.    c.  m. 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 
Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  : 

Let  each  advancing  step,  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide  ; 

And  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight; 
And  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart : 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispers'd 
In  endless  light  above. 


197.  p.  M. 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  thou  art, 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart. 

*2  I  shall  then  shew  forth  thy  praise, 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days, 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ  the  holy  child  in  me. 

198.  urn. 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace, 
For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 

My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace: 
O  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine! 

2  With  fraudless,  even,  humble  mind, 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  see  ! 
In  love  be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee, 

o  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails, 
With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast ; 
When  grief  my  wounded  souls  assails, 
In  lowly  meekness  may  I  rest. 

I  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow  ; 
With  steadfast  pye  mark  ev'ry  step, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 


5  So,  when  on  Zion  thou  shalt  stand, 

And  all  heav'ns  host  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  sing. 

199.     l.  M. 

Jesus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  rest, 

Give  me  thine  easy  yoke  to  bear; 

With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 

With  spotless  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

2  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 
Prepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  skill : 

Though  hitter  to  the  taste  it  be. 
Povv'rful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

3  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh  ! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  be  gone! 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care,  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  peace  ;" 
Say  to  my  troubled  heart,  "  be  still ;" 

Thy  pow'r  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sov'reign  will. 

5  O  death  !   where  is  thy  sting  ?  where  now 
Thy  boasted  victory,  O  grave  ? 

Who  shall  contend  with  God  ?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  Gud  delights  to  save  f 

200.    c.  m. 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 
To  thee  i  breathe  my  sighs ; 


When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone? 
And  when  my  joys  arise? 

2  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 
Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 

O  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

3  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise. 
And  bless  thy  healing  rays, 

And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 
For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

201.    p.  m. 


Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling, 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come  !   thy  love  and  truth  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  ; 
The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ! 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  day-light  on  our  eyes ! 

Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart ; 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favour 

Purchas'd  for  the  ransom'd  race; 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour  ! 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace. 

Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 
O  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  : 
14 


Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation. 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  soul  release; 
By  thy  loving  holy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

202.     l.  m. 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  ahove ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ! 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  instruction  give, 
And  teach  us  how  we  ought  to  live : 

The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

That  we  may  know,  and  love  thy  way ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  thee  may  ne'er  depart. 

Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 
Tiiat  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  : 
Lead  us  to  Christ — the  living  way  ; 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blest; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 


203.  l.  m. 

Bless'd  Jesus  !  source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul  refreshing  streams  are  thine  ! 
Oh  !   bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
'Midst  scorching  suns,  and  burning  sands, 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 

Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 
Spring  up,  celestial  fountain  spring  ! 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  May  this  blest  torrent,  clear  and  wide, 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide  ; 
Then  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love  ! 

204.  l.  m. 

Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ! 
Unworthy  dwelling  !   Glorious  guest ! 
Favour  astonishing,  divine  ! 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  1  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  controul, 
And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 


3  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 

4  What  less  than  thy  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust. 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  (rust? 

b  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 
Which  brings  the  dawn  of  sacred  peace f 

6  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

205.    c.  m. 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heav'n, 

While  they  continue  here, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 

And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes,  with  holy  zeal, 
**      Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 

And  turn. the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name,  and  pray. 

3  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 
Its  incense  to  thy  throne  : 

And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone  ! 


4  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 
Be  each  refreshment  sought  ; 

And  by  each  various  providence, 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 
Or  by  temptations  tried, 

We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 
Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 

With  thee  amidst  the  social  band — 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night,  we  lean  our  weary  headc 
On  thy  paternal  breast ; 

And  safely  folded  in  thine  arms. 
Resign  our  pow'rs  to  rest. 

8  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these 
Let  all  my  davsbe  past; 

No'1  shall  I  then  impatient  wish  ; 
Nor  shall  1  fear  the  last. 

[  206.    c.  m. 

Great  leader  of  thine  Israel's  hostj 
We  shout  thy  conquering  name  : 

Legions  of  foes  beset  thee  round, 
And  legions  fled  with  shame. 

2  A  vict'ry  glorious  and  complete, 
Thou  by  thy  death  didst  gain  ; 
14* 


So  in  thy  cause  may  we  contend, 
And  death  itself  sustain  ! 

3  By  our  illustrious  General  fir'd, 

We  no  extremes  would  fear  ; 
Prepar'd  to  struggle  aud  to  bleed, 
If  thou,  our  Lord,  be  near. 

4  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  drawn 

To  triumph  and  renown; 
Nor  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cross, 
May  we  but  share  thy  crown. 

207.  cm. 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise  ; 

2  *  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee  : 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  arid  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end.' 

208.  c.  m. 

Alas  !   what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 
What  snares  beset  our  way  ! 


To  heav'n  O  lei  us  lift  our  eyes. 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  our  mournful  thoughts  complain 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
Our  weak  resistance,  ah  !   how  vain  ; 
How  strong  our  foes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  we  live, 

Our  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  us  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  our  faith,  increase  our  hope- 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  our  fainting  spirits  up, 

Or  soon  our  strength  will  fail. 

5  O  keep  us  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee; 

And  let  us  never,  never  stray, 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

209.     l.  m. 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou,  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess  ; 
In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 


3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  heams  impart, 

Till  all  be  search'd  and  purify 'd. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 

210.  c.  m. 

Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear, 
Thy  presence  now  display  ; 

As  thou  hast  giv'n  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 
And  love,  and  concord,  dwell; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

$  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hopes  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessings  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

4  Arid  may  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  sinners  round 
To  come  and  nil  the  place. 

211.  p.  m. 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  : 


Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 
Chor.  Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bless, 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  satisfied  with  living  bread  : 
Thus,  &c. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  pow'r  and  energy ; 
And  may  we  in  thy  faith  and  fear 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

Thus,  &c. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will : 
Thy  saving  pow'r  and  love  display; 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day  : 

Chor.  Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bless^ 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

;  212.        L.  M. 

Great  Father  of  eternity, 
How  short  are  ages  in  thy  sight ! 
A  thousand  years  how  swift  they  fly, 
Like  one  short,  silent  watch  of  night! 
2  From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  spread  the  starry  heav'ns  abroad, 
Or  form'd  the  varied  face  of  earth, 


3  Thy  glorious  image,  fair  imprest, 
Let  all  our  hearts  and  lives  declare  : 
Beneath  thy  kind  protection  blest, 
May  all  our  labours  own  thy  care  ! 

4  Teach  us  to  count  our  short'ning  days, 
And  with  true  diligence,  at  ply 

Our  hearts  to  wisdom's  sacred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 

5  O  make  our  sacred  pleasures  rise, 
In  sweet  proportion  to  our  pains; 
Until  the  sad  remembrance  dies, 
Nor  one  uneasy  thought  complains. 

213.     p  m. 

Lord,  how  large  thy  bounties  are, 
Tender,  gracious,  sinner's  friend  ; 
What  a  feast  dost  thou  prepare, 
And  what  invitations  send  ? 

2  Now  fulfil  thy  great  design, 

Who  didst  first  the  message  bring : 
Ev'ry  heart  to  thee  incline, 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

[3  Rushing  on  the  downward  road, 
Sinners  no  compulsion  need; 
Heav'n  to  forsake,  and  God, 
See  they  run  wilh  rapid  speed. 

4  Draw  them  back  by  love  divine — 
With  thy  grace  their  spirits  win ; 
Ev'ry  heart  to  thee  incline  ; 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in.] 


5  Thus  their  willing  souls  compel- 
Thus  their  happy  minds  constrain, 
From  the  ways  of  death  and  hell, 
Home  to  God  and  grace  again. 

S  Stretch  that  conq'ring  arm  oi  thine, 
Once  stretcli'd  out  to  bleed  for  sin  ; 
Ev'ry  heart  to  thee  incline, 
Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

214.  p  m. 

"  Where  two  or  three  together  meet, 
"  My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 

'  And  tel!  what  I  have  done, 
"There  will  I  be,"  saith  God,  "  to  bless, 
"  And  ev'ry  burden'd  soul  redress, 

"  Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free  : 
Impart  a  kind  celestial  show'r, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 

215.  p.  m. 

Could  the  creatures  help  or  ease  us, 
Seldom  should  we  think  of  pray'r; 

Few,  if  any,  come  to  Jesus, 
Till  redue'd  to  ^elf-despair. 

Long  we  either  slight  or  doubt  him, 
But  when  all  the  means  we  try 


Prove  we  cannot  do  without  him, 
Then  at  last  to  him  we  cry. 

3  Thus  the  Ruler,  when  his  daughter 

Suffer'd  much,  tho'  Christ  was  nigh. 
Still  deferr'd  it,  till  he  thought  her 
At  the  very  point  to  die. 

4  Fear  not  then,  distrest  believer—* 

Venture  on  his  mighty  name ; 
He  is  able  to  deliver, 
And  his  love  is  still  the  same. 

5  Can  his  pity  or  his  power 

Suffer  thee  to  pray  in  vain  ? 
Wait  but  his  appointed  hour, 
And  thy  suit  thou  shalt  obtain. 

216.    l.  m. 


The  food  on  which  thy  children  live, 
Great  God,  is  thine  alone  to  give  : 
And  we,  for  grace  receiv'd,  would  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  love  and  praise. 

2  How  vast,  how  full,  how  rich,  how  free, 
Dear  Jesus,  thy  rich  treasures  be  : 

To  the  full  fountain  of  our  joys, 
We  gladly  come  for  fresh  supplies. 

3  For  this  we  wait  upon  thee,  Lord, 
For  this  we  listen  to  thy  word  : 
Descend,  like  gentle  show'rs  of  rain. 
Nor  let  our  souls  attend  in  vain. 


•217.    cm. 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 

On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  1  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

[3  But  O.  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  1 

Thou  art  my  only  trust : 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Tbo'  prostrate  in  the  dust.] 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  J\o — still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  pray'r  ; 
O  may  I  ever  find  access 

To  breathe  my  sorrows  there. 

7  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat : 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 
15 


218.      L.  M. 

Thou,  who  for  sinners  once  wast  slain, 
Once  dead,  but  now  alive  again  ; 
Give  me  to  know,  to  taste,  and  prove 
The  pow'r  and  sweetness  of  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  to  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  know  myself  an  heir  of  heav'n  ; 
3Myconscie.ce  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  fill  me  with  the  love  of  God. 

219.     p.  M. 

See  the  Captain  of  salvation, 
Leads  his  armies  up  the  sky  ; 

Rise  above  the  conflagration, 

Leave  the  world  to  burn  and  die. 

2  Lo!  I  see  the  fair  immortals 

Enter  to  the  blissful  seats, 
Glory  opens  wide  the  portals, 
And  the  Saviour's  train  admits. 

3  His  dear  smiles  the  place  enlighten. 

More  than  thousand  suns  could  do; 
All  around  his  presence  brighten, 
Changeless,  yet  for  ever  new. 

4  Countless  millions,  s»ns  of  heaven, 

Praise  the  Triune  Deity  : 
H\  mns  of  worship  an  I  thanksgiving 
Lcho  through  immensity. 


Blessed  state!   beyond  conception  ! 

Who  its  vasts  delights  can  teiJ  ? 
May  it  be  my  blissful  portion, 

With  my  Saviour  there  to  dwell ! 

220.    p.  m. 


Fkom  Jesse's  root  behold  a  branch  arise, 
Whose   sacred   flow'r  with   fragrance   fills   the 

skies; 
The  sick  and  weak  the  healing  plant  shall  aid, 
From  storm's  a  shelter,  and  from  heat  a  shade. 

2  The  Saviour  comes  !  by  prophecies  foretold, 
Hear  him,  ye  deaf!   and  all  ye  blind  behold  ! 
No  sigh,  no  murmur  the  wide  world  shall  hear; 
From  ev'ry  eye  he  wipes  offev'ry  tear. 

3  Hark!  a  glad  voice  the  lonely  desert  cheers, 
"  Prepare  a  way — a  God,  a  God  appears : 

"  A  God,  a  God,"  the  vocal  hills  reply — 
The  rocks  proclaim  th'  approaching  Deity. 

4  All  crimes  shall  cease,  and  ancient  fraud  shall 

fail, 
Unerring  justice  lifts  aloft  her  scale  : 
Peace  o'er  the  world  her  olive  wand  extends, 
And   white-4'ob'd   innocence   from    heav'n    de- 
scends. 

5  Rise,  crown'd  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise, 
Exalt  thy  tovv'ring  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes; 
See  heav'n  its  dazzling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 


221.  c.  m. 

The  best  of  wisdom  is  to  know 
The  Father  in  the  Son  ; 

The  best  of  power  is  to  bow 
To  what  the  Lord  has  done. 

2  The  best  of  prayer,  is  to  pray 

That  we  may  still  believe ; 
The  best  of  patience,  is  to  stay 
Till  we  a  crown  receive. 

3  The  best  of  watching,  is  to  watch 

Against  the  world  and  sin  : 
The  best  of  preaching,  is  to  preach 
Jesus,  and  nought  but  him. 

4  The  best  of  striving,  is  to  strive 

Who  shall  in  grace  excel ; 

The  best  of  thriving,  is  to  thrive 

By  that  which  feedeth  well. 

5  Then  let  my  soul  enjoy  the  best, 

For  that  is  best  for  me ; 
And  let  me  find  no  lasting  rest, 
But  when  I  rest  in  thee. 

222.  l.  m. 

Lo  !  God  is  here:  let  us  adore, 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  : 

Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power. 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 


2  Lo  !   God  is  here  :  him  day  and  night. 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthron'd  above  all  height, 
Heav'ns  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !   may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  incense  fill: 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  .and  do  thy  sov'reign  will. 

!  223.    c.  m. 

Long  have  we  sat  beneath  the  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ! 
Yet  still  how  weak  our  faith  is  found, 

And  knowledge  of  thy  word. 

2  Oft  we  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
What  faint  impressions  of  thy  grace 
Our  languid  powers  retain. 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  our  love  ! 

How  negligent  our  fear  ! 
How  low  our  hope  of  joys  above ! 
How  (ew  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God  !   thy  gracious  aid  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  the  heart, 
And  deep  its  truth  impress. 

3  O  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay* 
And  love  shall  never  die  ! 
15* 


224.  l.  m. 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  clay,  in  this  I  by  house  ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 
The  songs,  which  in  thy  temple  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  abotfc  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope,  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  gloomy  cares  shall  there  annoy. 
No  conscious  e;uilt  disturb  our  joy  ; 
But  every  doubt  and  fear  shall  cease, 
And  perfect  love  give  perfect  peace. 

5  When  shall  that  glorious  day  begin, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  or  sin  ; 

Whose  sun  shall  never  more  dec'ine, 
But  with  unfading  lustre  shine  ! 

225.  c.  m. 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  in  persons  three, 
Bring  back  the  heav'nly  blessing  lost 

By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favour  and  thy  nature  too, 
To  me  to  all  restore  ; 


Forgive,  and  after  God  renew 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  and  blest  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love  ! 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconcil'd. 

G  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 
On  me,  through  grace  forgiv'n  ; 
The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  ! 

226.     p.  m. 

O  come,  all  ye  sons  of  Adam,  and  raise 
A  song  unto  God  :  how  lovely  his  praise  ! 
Adore  him  who  reigns  in  his  glory  above, 
And  fills  the  wide  earth  with  the  tokens  of  love, 

2  His  breath  is  your  life  ;  your  reason  a  ray 
Eftus'd  from  his  light,  to  guide  all  your  way  ; 
He  heals  your  diseases,  your  wants  he  supplies, 
And  wipes  away  tears  from  the  penitent's  eyes. 

3  Dash  down  your  false  gods  of  silver  and  stone  ; 
Jehovah  is  God,  him  worship  alone ; 


His  prophet,  his  Son,  his  salvation  receive  ; 
Flee,  flee  from  perdition,  obey  him  and  live. 

4  O  Father  of  men  !   in  mercy  command 
The  gospel  to  shine  throughout  ev'ry  land  ; 
That,  far  as  the  sun  e'er  diffuses  his  flame, 
Thy  praises  may  rise  in  Messiah's  great  name. 

227.     l.  m. 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King  ! 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair 
And  bow  with  adoration  there ; 
To  him  address  in  joyful  songs 

The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs  ! 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  state, 
Is  with  unrivalled  glory  great ; 

His  mercy,  highest  heav'n  transcends, 
His  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  display'd, 
Till  thou  art  here  as  there  obey'd. 

228.     c.  m. 

O  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led. 


2  Oar  vows,  our  pray'rs,  we  now  present 

Before  t.  e  throne  of  grace: 
God  of  our  fathers  !   be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandYmg  footsteps  guide; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  Oh  !  spread  thy  cov'ring  wings  around 

Till  all  our  wand'riugs  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  lov'd  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  To  thee  as  to  our  cov'nant  God, 

We  all  our  souls  resign  ; 
And  thankful  own,  that  all  we  are, 
And  all  we  have  is  thine. 

229.    c.  m. 

Far  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace  J 
Th'  unfeeling  heart  remove; 

And  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O  may  our  sympathising  breasts 
The  gen'rous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others' joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  wo  ! 

«3  Where'er  the  hapless  sons  of  grief 
In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 


4  O  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilPd, 

In  ev'ry  act  and  thought ; 
Each  angry  passion  far  removM, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot  ! 

5  Be  thou,  my  heart,  dilated  wide 

With  this  kind  social  grace ; 
And,  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
All  earth  and  heaven  embrace. 

230.    cm. 

Frail  life  of  man — how  short  its  stay, 

And  various  as  the  wind  ! 
Heedless  we  sport  our  hours  away, 

Nor  think  of  death  behind. 

2  See  the  fair  cheek  of  beauty  fade, 

Frail  glory  of  an  hour  ! 
And  blouming  youth,  with  sick'ning  head 
Droop  like  the  dying  flower. 

3  Wealth,  pomp,  and  honour,  we  behold 

With  an  admiring  eye, 
Like  summer's  insects  dress'd  in  gold, 
That  flutter,  shine,  and  die. 

4  Then  rise,  my  soul !  and  soar  away 

Above  the  thoughtless  crowd, 
Above  the  pleasures  of  the  gay. 
And  splendours  of  the  proud  ; 

5  Where  everlasting  blessings  bloom, 

And  pleasures  all  divine  ; 
Where  wealth  that  never  can  consume. 
And  endless  glories  shine. 


231.      L.  M. 

Happy  the  unrepining  poor; 
For  them  the  heavenly  rest  is  sure, 
Whose  patient  minds,  in  ev'ry  ill, 
Submissive  meet  their  Maker's  will. 

2  Happy  the  contrite,  who  lament 
Their  wasted  hours  in  sin  mi  spent  ; 
Reclaimed  from  sin,  they  shall  obtain 
Internal  joys  for  transient  pain. 

.1  Happy  the  meek,  by  wisdom  taught 
To  check  each  proud,  resentful  thought : 
For  them  earth  spreads  the  feast  of  life. 
Unmix'd  with  bitterness  or  strife. 

!1   Happy  the  souls  who  grow  in  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness; 
For  them  a  full  and  rich  supply 
Shall  be  prepar'd  in  worlds  on  high. 

j  5  Happy  the  men  who  mercy  show 
To  all  that  need,  or  friend  or  foe  ; 
To  them  like  mercy  shall  be  shown, 
When  God's  just  sentence  all  shall  own. 

b  Happy  the  pure  in  heart ;  for  they 
Still  holding  on  in  virtue's  way  ; 
When  faith  and  hope  are  chang'd  to  sight, 
Shall  see  their  God  in  cloudless  light. 

7  Happy  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

W  ho  win  to  peace  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  cali'd  the  sons  of  ood, 
The  heirs  of  his  serene  abode. 


8  And  happy  those  who  take  the  cross, 
For  truth  encounter  pain  and  loss, 
And  suffer  shame  for  Christ,  their  Lord, 
For  great  in  heav'n  is  their  reward  ! 

232.  c.  m. 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait. 

Its  summons  to  the  tomb  : 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  pow'rs  employ  : 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend,  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea  ; 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  bless'd  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

233.  s.  m. 

O  thou,  whose  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent  wipes  the  tear 
From  sorrows  weeping  eye. 


See  !   at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn  : 

Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  return  ? 

Absent  from  thee,  my  light ! 

Without  one  cheering  ray  ; 
Thro'  dang  rs,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 

How  desolate  my  way. 

On  this  benighted  heart 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 

And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

5  Thy  presence  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy  : 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy  ! 

234.    p.  m. 

Sages  of  ancient  letter'd  times  ! 
In  every  age,  and  diff'rent  climes, 

For  wisdom  fam'd  among  mankind, 
Withdraw  your  thinly  scatter' d  rays, 
Before  the  broad  o'erpowering  blaze 

Of  the  supreme  eternal  mind. 

Mercy's  great  year,  in  heav'n  enroll'd, 
By  seers  succeeding  seers  foretold, 

Was  now  with  solemn  pomp  unseal'd  ; 
Light  of  the  world,  Messiah  came, 
In  his  almighty  Father's  name. 

And  immortality  reveal'd. 


3  Fill'd  with  his  Father's  strength  he  taught ; 
The  dumb  in  rapture  speak  their  thought, 

The  lame  leap  like  the  bounding  roe  : 
The  rayless  eyeballs  drink  the  light, 
Death  yields  his  spoils  to  Jesu's  might, 

And  demons  shrink  to  shades  below. 

4  O  works  of  power,  O  works  of  love, 
Which  Christ's  divine  commission  prove, 

And  ev'ry  rising  doubt  control ! 
Pledge  of  the  pow'r,  and  love  more  strong. 
Which  to  the  Son  of  God  belong, 

To  heal  the  mis'ries  of  the  soul! 

5  Prince  of  celestial  peace,  to  thee 
Shall  bow  in  rev'rence  ev'ry  knee, 

From  ev'ry  mouth  thy  praises  flow ; 
All  thy  commands  are  mild  and  just; 
Thy  promise,  faithful  to  our  trust, 

Will  pardon,  peace,  and  heav'n  bestow. 

235.    l.  m. 


4  See  how  he  lov'd  !'  exclaim'd  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell ; 
My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues. 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  lov'd,  who  traveled  on, 
Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  call'd  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 


See  how  be  lov'd,  who  firm,  yet  mild, 
Patient  endur'  I  the  scoffing  tongue; 
Tho'  oft  provok'd  he  ne'er  revil'd, 
Nor  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

See  how  he  lov'd,  who  never  shrank 
From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death  j 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

See  how  he  lov'd,  who  died  for  man, 
Who  labour'd  thus,  and  thus  endur'd, 
To  finish  the  all-gracious  plan, 
Which  life  and  heav'n  to  man  secur'd. 

Such  love  can  we,  unmov'd,  survey  ? 
O  may  our  breasts  with  ardour  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affection  show  ! 

236.     s.  m. 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice 
That  speaks  of  life  and  peace  ; 

That  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  balm  on  earth  like  this 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart; 
No  flatt'ring  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Still  merciful  and  kind, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal ! 
The  broken  heart  thy  love  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 


4  Thy  presence  shall  restore 

Peace  to  my  anxious  breast: 
Lord  !  let  my  steps  be  drawn  no  more 
From  paths  which  thou  hast  bless'd. 

237.  c.  m. 

Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows 
Within  each  brother's  breast, 

And  binds  in  gentlest  bonds  each  heart, 
All  blessing  and  all  bless'd  : 

Sweet  as  the  od'rous  balsam  pour'd 

On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 
Which  o'er  his  beard,  and  down  his  vest, 

A  breathing  fragrance  shed. 

Like  morning  dews,  on  Sion's  mount 
That  spread  their  silver  rays ; 

And  deck  with  gems  the  verdant  pomp, 
Which  Hermon's  top  displays. 

To  such  the  Lord  of  life  and  love 

His  blessing  shall  extend  ; 
On  earth  a  life  of  joy  and  peace, 

And  life  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

238.  l.  m. 

The  morning  flow'rs  display  their  sweets* 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noon-day  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold,     i 


2  Nipp'd  by  the  wind's  unkindly  blast, 
Parch'd  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 
When  youth  its  pride  and  beauty  shows : 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  op'ning  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 
The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Though  sickness  blast,  and  death  devour^ 
Yet  heav'n  will  recompence  our  pains : 
The  grass  may  fade,  and  droop  the  flow'r. 
But  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

239.    l.  m. 

The  short-liv'd  day  declines  in  haste  ; 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast; 
With  rapid  speed  the  moments  run, 
In  which  the  work  of  life  is  done. 

2  With  willing  hearts,  and  active  hands, 
Lord!  may  we  practise  thy  commands, 
Improve  the  moments  as  they  fly, 
And  live  as  we  would  wish  to  die. 
16* 


240.      L.  M. 

There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high. 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 
Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
While  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 
With  never-fading  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honour,  vast  reward, 
Conferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  How  happy  they,  how  truly  wise, 
Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road ; 
Whom  love,  with  holy  zeal,  employs, 
To  bring  the  wand'ring  soul  to  God. 

4  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 
And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 

5  On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 
O  may  our  spirits  daily  rise; 

And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies ! 

241.     c.  m. 

These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade  ! 

How  swift  they  pass  away  ! 
The  dying  flow'r  reclines  its  head, 

The  beauty  of  a  day. 


2  Soon  are  those  earthly  treasures  lost, 

We.fondly  call  our  own  ; 
Scarce  the  possession  can  we  boast, 
When  straight  we  find  them  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  which  cannot  die, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store, 
Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

4  The  seeds,  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair  fertile  fields  above, 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

242.     c.  M. 

Tho'  ev'ry  grace  my  speech  adorn'd 
That  flows  from  ev'ry  tongue; 

Tho'  I  could  rise  to  loftier  strains 
Than  ever  angels  sung  : 

2  Tho'  with  prophetic  lor--  inspir'd, 

I  made  all  myst'ries  plain  ; 
Yet,  were  I  void  of  (  hristian  love, 
These  gifts  were  all  in  vain. 

3  Tho'  I  dispense  with  lib'ial  hand, 

My  goods  to  feed  the  poor  ; 
Or,  firm  to  conscience  and  to  truth, 
A  martyr's  fate  endure  : 

4  Nay,  tho'  my  faith,  with  boundless  pow'r, 

E'en  mountains  could  remove; 
'Twere  all  in  vain,  should  1  be  found 
A  stranger  still  to  love. 


243.  c.  M. 

Though  others,  confident  and  vain, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear, 
We  would  a  lively  sense  maintain, 

That  death  is  ever  near. 

2  Just  like  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blastmg  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  droops  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings, 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  'Tis  God  alone  upholds  our  frame 

Who  rear'd  it  from  the  dust : 
Hosanna  to  his  mighty  name, 
In  whom  is  all  our  trust ! 

244.  c.  m. 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Pow'r ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'rs  of  thought  bestow'd  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  : 
That  mercy  I  adore  ! 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 


Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hoiir, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill : 
Resign'd  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath'ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear : 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee  ! 

245.    p.  m. 

Yet  a  few  years,  or  days,  perhaps, 
Or  moments,  pass  in  silent  lapse, 

And  time  to  me  shall  be  no  more  ! 
No  more  the  sun  these  eyes  shall  view, 
Earth  o'er  these  limbs  her  dust  shall  strew, 

And  life's  delusive  dream  be  o'er. 

2  Great  God  !   how  awful  is  the  scene  ! 
A  breath,  a  transient  breath  between  : 

And  can  I  waste  life's  fleeting  day  ? 
To  earth,  alas  !  too  firmly  bound, 
Trees  deeply  rooted  in  the  ground, 

Are  shiver'd  when  they're  torn  away. 

3  Great  Cause  of  all,  above,  below  ! 
Who  knows  thee,  must  for  ever  know 


Thou  art  immortal  and  divine  : 
Thine  image  on  my  soul  in  press'd. 
Of  endless  being  is  the  test, 

And  bids  eternity  be  mine. 

246.    l.  m 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word, 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord  ; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son  : 
Ready  your  lovii  g  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  loving  hands. 

Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Just  now  the  stony  to  remove ; 
T'  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate ; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host: 
All  heav'n  is  ready  to  resound, 
"  The  dead's  alive  !  the  lost  is  found  !'" 

Come,  then,  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paradise  restored  : 
His  profFerM  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace. 


247.     p.  M. 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  : 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

I       Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  lull  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  spirits  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls  be  glad, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3       Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

1       Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home, 

5       Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 
Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  tiave  it  b.-ick  unbou^ht, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  :  * 


The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come , 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

G       The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heav'rily  grace, 
And,  sav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

248.    c.  m. 

With  glorious  clouds  encompas'd  round, 

Whom  angels  dimly  see  ; 
Will  the  Unsearchable  be  found, 

Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

2  Will  he  forsake  his  throne  above, 

Himself  to  worms  impart? 
Answer,  thou  Man  of  Grief  and  Love, 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart ! 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  design  ; 
What  meant  the  suffering  Son  of  Man? 
The  streaming  blood  divine? 

4  Didsl  thou  not  in  our  flesh  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near. 
Aiid  my  Redeemer  know  t 

5  Coijk  tjjj^ind  to  my  soul  reveal 

Th^|      Ms  and  depths  of  grace, 
The  «     Bwhich  all  my  sorrows  heal, 
The^Pnngs  of  thy  face. 


6  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light. 
Whom  angels  dimly  see; 
And  gaze  transported  at  the  sight 
To  all  eternity. 

;  249.     p.m. 

0  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee? 

1  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me  ! 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell, 
Its  riches  are  unsearchab!e  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depth  to  see  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 

God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  1  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ! 

Be  mine  this  better  part! 

O  that  1  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  ;      j*jj 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss* 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice,  f  ** 
17 


5  O  that  1  could,  with  favoured  John 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast: 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest ! 

250.     s.  m. 

Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  trouble  show* 
And  pour  out  my  complaint? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
Ah  !   why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home  ; 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

2  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see  : 
Yet  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  out  of  thee ! 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display  : 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  veil  away ! 

3  1  now  believe,  in  thee 

Compassion  reigns  alone  : 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done! 
In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove , 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare, 

That  God  is  only  love. 


251.  p.m. 

Come,  holy,  celestial  Dove, 

To  visit  a  sorrowful  breast ; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest! 
Thou  only  hast  pow'r  to  relieve 

A  sinner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load : 
The  sense  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood ! 

2  Thy  call  if  I  ever  have  known, 

And  sigh'd  from  myself  to  get  free ; 
And  groan'd  the  unspeakable  groan, 

And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee. 
Fulfil  the  imperfect  desire, 

Thy  peace  to  my  conscience  reveal. 
The  sense  of  thy  favour  inspire, 

And  give  me  thy  pardon  to  feel. 

3  If  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  ! 
%    Most  pitiful  Spirit  of  Grace, 

Relieve  me  again,  and  restore  : 
My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall  and  to  suffer  no  more  ! 

252.  l.  m. 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

Tho'  I  have  done  thee  such  despite,. 


Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steelM  my  stubborn  heart, 

And  shaken  off  my  guilty  fears, 
And  vex'd  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  days,  and  months,  and  years 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honour  of  my  great  High-Priest : 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  re'st. 

5  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes, 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 

And  bless  me  with  the  calm  repose. 

6  From  now  my  weary  soul  release, 

Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  prouiis'd  land. 

253.    l.  m. 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  menf  ry  iron)  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 


'  Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 

1  Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight, 
Thy  saving  strength,  O  Lord,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways, 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

>  7  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song : 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

254.    p.  m. 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim  ? 

What  now  is  my  hope  and  desire  f 
To  follow  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

And  after  his  image  aspire  : 
17* 


My  hope  is  all  cent'red  in  thee  ■ 

I  trust  to  recover  thy  love  ; 
On  earth  thy  salvation  to  see, 

And  then  to  enjoy  thee  above. 

255.     p.  M. 

Zion  travelers,  rise  and  sing, 

Lift  your  hearts  and  voices  high  ; 

Love  can  strike  the  golden  string, 
Faith  will  bring  the  Saviour  nigh. 

2  Sun.  and  moon,  and  br^Jjant  stars, 

Shine  their  great  Cfi'ator's  praise; 
Days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years, 
All  their  high  hosannas  raise. 

3  True  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Make  the  prom  is' d  blessings  sure, 
Lift  the  soul  to  realms  above, 
And  immortal  life  secure. 

4  Let  us  mount  to  Pisgah's  top, 

There  to  view  the  flow'ry  plains ! 
Strong  in  faith,  we  may  go  up, 
And  enjoy  those  large  domains.* 

o  See  the  cosily  buildings  shine 
In  eternal  dazzling  light ; 
Made  by  mighty  pow'r  divine, 
For  hissaints  adorn' d  in  white. 

6  See  the  ransom' d  round  him  throng, 
Giving  glory  to  his  name  ; 
We  will  join  the  heav'nly  song — 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb. 


256.     c.  m. 

On  Jordan1  s  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

Ami  cast  a  wishful  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 

Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immi  "*al  grow  : 
There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vale 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains. 

Shines  one  eternal  day. 
There  God  the  Sou  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

&  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nous  breath 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  sli a II  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  £ 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul, 

Would  here  m>  longer  stay  ! 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 


8  There  on  those  high  and  flow'ry  plains, 
Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 
But  in  perpetual  joyful  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

257.  c.  m. 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 

The  passing  moments  say, 
As  length'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 

From  all  created  things, 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs. 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  every  trial  here, 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

258.  p.  m. 

A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful  and  shrill, 
"  The  Lord  is  advancing:  prepare  ye  the  way! 

The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 

And  o'er  the  dark  world  pours  the  splendour 
of  day. 


B  Bring  down  the  proud  mountain  though  tow?- 


niii^  to  heav  n 


And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high  ; 
Tlie  rough  path  and  crooked,  be  made   smooth 
and  even, 
For,  Zion  !    your  King,  your   Redeemer  is 
nigh. 

3  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume, 
The  lone  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  God, 

The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive  of  peace  spreads  its  branches 
abroad." 

•  259.    cm. 

Author  of  good  !  we  rest  on  thee  : 

Thine  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 

Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel ; 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdu'd, 

Too  oft  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blind!}  shun  the  latent  good, 

And  grasp  the  specious  ill : 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good,  unask'd,  O  Father,  grant. 
The  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 


260.  c.  m. 

Awake,  ye  saints !  and  raise  your  eyes. 

And  raise  your  voices  high  : 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sov'reign  love, 

Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year  ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd  - 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  pow'rs  decay ! 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

261.  c.  m. 

O  may  my  thoughts  lie  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild  : 
Contented  with  thy  gracious  will, 

Submissive  as  a  child. 

2  The  patient  soul,  the  humble  mind. 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord 


262.  c.  M. 

My  soul  come  meditate  the  day, 
And  think  how  near  it  stands, 

When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  O  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead ; 
Theu  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead. 

3  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

4  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 

Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

263.  s.  m. 

Father,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true : 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive, 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 

2      Come,  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
And  bid  my  heart  be  clean  : 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make, 
An  end  of  all  my  sin. 


I  cannot  wash  my  heart, 
But  by  believing  thee  : 
And  waiting  for  thy  love  t'  impart 
The  spotless  purity. 

While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
Jesus,  the  grace  bestow  ; 
Now,  thy  all  cleansing  blood  apply* 
And  I  am  white  as  snow. 

264.    c.  m. 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends  ? 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
?Tis  hut  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 

To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow. 

To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey; 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 

The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest 

But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  show'd  our  feet  ihe  waj  : 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 


Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ;  - 
Awake,  ye  nations,  under  ground; 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

265.     p.  m. 

Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  skv, 

Happy 'are  the  faithful  dead  ! 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die, 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed ! 
Them  the  Spirit  hath  declar'd, 

Blest,  unutterably  blest  : 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 

Jesus  is  their  endless  rest. 

Follow'd  by  their  works  they  go, 

Where  their  Head  is  gone  before  ; 
Reconcil'd  by  grace  below, 

Grace  hath  open'd  mercy's  door  : 
Justified  through  faith  alone, 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiv'n; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 

Hallow'd  and  made  meet  for  heav'n. 

266.    c.  m. 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims, 

For  all  the  pious  dead, 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

They  die  in  Jesus,  and  aje  bless'd : 
How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
18 


From  sufferings  and  from  pain  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare. 

Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
Now  present  with  the  Lord  \ 

The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

267.  c  m. 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs,  a  doleful  sound, 

My  ears  attend  the  cry  ; 
"Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground,, 

"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

"  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
"In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs. 

The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
"  Shall  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom! 

And  are  we  still  secure ! 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ! 

Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

268.  p.  M. 

To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

The  everlasting  hills, 
Streaming  thence  in  fresh  supplies, 

My  soul  the  Spirit  feels  : 


Will  he  not  his  help  afford! 

Help,  while  yet  I  ask,  is  giv'n  : 
God  comes  down  :  the  God  and  Lord 

That  made  both  earth  and  heav'n. 

2  Faiihful  soul,  pray  !  always  pray, 

And  still  in  God  confide; 
He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide  : 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast, 

He  thy  quiet  spirit  keeps  ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest : 

Thy  Watchman  never  sleeps. 

3  See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper  stand, 

Omnipotently  near : 
Lo  !  he  holds  thee  by  the  hand, 

And  banishc?s  thy  fear  ; 
Shadows  with  his  wings  thy  head, 

Guards  from  all  impending  harms  ; 
Round  thee,  and  beneath  are  spread 

The  eyerlasting  arms. 

269.    l.  m. 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice, 
The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 

And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice, 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 
The  circuit  of  his  course  begins, 

And,  without  weariness  or  rest, 
Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines-, 


3  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 
The  appointed  duties  of  the  day. 

With  read\  mind  and  active  will, 

March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 

All    >iy  desires  and  hopes  beside, 

Are  faint  and  cold  compar'd  with  this. 

270.  l.  m. 

Thus  fa?-  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  pou'r  prolongs  my  days, 

And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Mm  h  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 

But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 

While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchfu   stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound, 

271.  s.  M. 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day-Star  from  on  high  ! 


The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shnde, 

Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

O  let  thy  orient  beams, 
The  night  of  sin  disperse, 
The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice, 
Which  shade  the  universe. 

How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 
How  dark  and  sad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

O  may  no  gloomy  crime 
Pollute  the  rising  day  ! 
May  Jesu's  blood,  like  ev'ning  dew. 
Wash  all  our  stains  away. 

May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  for  ever  be. 

272.    c.  m. 

All  praise  to  him  who  dwells  in  bliss, 
Who  made  both  day  arn1  nigh*  ; 

Whose  throne  is  darkness  in  to'  abyss 
Of  uncreated  light. 

18* 


2  Each  thought  and  deed,  his  piercing  eyes 

With  strictest  search  survey  ; 
The  deepest  shades  no  mdre  disguise, 
Than  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  dost  guard,  O  King  of  kings, 

No  evil  shall  molest : 
Under  the  shadow  of  ihy  wings 
Shall  they  securely  rest : 

4  Thy  angels  shall  around  their  bed 

Their  constant  stations  keep  : 
Thy  faith  and  truth  shall  shield  their  heads, 
For  thou  dost  never  sleep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

And  heav'nly  thoughts  refresh'd, 
Our  eye-lids  with  the  morn's  unclose, 
And  bless  thee,  ever  bless'd. 

273.    cm. 

Giver  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep, 

To  praise  thy  name  I  wake  : 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servant  keep, 

For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

2  The  blessing  of  another  day 

I  thankfully  receive ; 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Vouchsafe  to  keep  my  soul  from  sin, 

Its  cruel  power  suspend, 
Till  all  this  strife  and  war  within 
In  perfect  peace  shall  end. 


4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand, 

My  words  and  thoughts  restrain  ; 
Bow  my  whole  soul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain. 

5  Pris'ner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 

Which  shall  salvation  bring; 
When  all  I  am  shall  own  thy  pow'f} 
And  call  my  Jesus  King. 

214.    c.  m. 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  : 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 

To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasing  night. 

275.    c.  m. 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  : 
I  am  for  ever  thine  : 


I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice  : 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  Go  I,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace. 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

276.    c.  m. 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  : 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 

To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  the  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand, 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 


4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

o  Now  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

277.     l.  M. 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 

Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 

Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

278.     l.  m. 

BAPTISM. 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Honour  the  means  ordain'd  by  thee ! 

Make  good  our  apostolic  boast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 


2  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son  : 

In  these  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face, 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known. 
The  inward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 

3  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art : 

Effectuate  the  sacred  sign  : 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  descend  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou  ! 
The  sacramental  seal  apply, 
And  witness  with  the  water  now. 

279.    p.  m. 


In  that  sad  memorable  night, 
When  Jesus  was  for  us  betray'd, 

He  left  his  death-recording  rite, 

He  took  and  bless'd  and  bre:ik  the  bread, 

And  gave  his  own  their  last  bequest, 

And  ihus  his  love's  intent  express'd: 

2  "  Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  giv'n 

"  To  purchase  life  and  peace  for  you, 
"  Pardon  and  holiness  and  heav'n  ; 

"  Do  this  my  dying  love  to  shew  : 
"  Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
"And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me." 

3  He  look  into  his  hands  the  cup, 
To  crown  the  sacramental  feast, 


And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up, 

And  gave  to  them  what  he  bad  West : 
"  Ann  drink  ye  all  of  this,  (he  sai ■■!,) 
"  Li  solema  mem'ry  of  the  dead. 

4  "  Tiiis  is  my  blood,  which  seals  the  new 
"  Eternal  oov'nam  of  >ny  gr  ^e  ; 

"  My  blood  so  freely  shed  for  you, 
"  For  you,  and  all  t^e.  sinful  race: 

"  My  blood  thai  spenks  your  suis  forgiv'n, 

■  And  justifies  your  claim  to  heav'n." 

280.    s.  m. 

FOR  THE  SAME  OCCASION. 

Let  all  who  truly  bear 

The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 

And  eat  the  Paschal  Lamb: 

Our  passover  was  slain, 

At  Salem's  hallow'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 

Shall  gain  his  largest  grace. 

2  This  eucharistic  feast 

Our  ev'ry  want  supplies, 
And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest, 

And  share  his  sacrifice ; 

By  iaith  his  flesh  we  eat 

Who  here  his  passion  show, 
And  God  nut  of  his  holy  seat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  bestow. 


3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  sufferings  to  reeord, 

Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord; 

As  though  we  ev'ry  one 

Beneath  his  cross  had  stood, 
And  seen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan, 

And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

4  O  God!  'tis  finish'd  now! 
The  mortal  pang  is  past ! 

By  faith  his  head  we  see  him  bow, 

And  hear  him  breathe  his  last ! 

We  too  with  him  are  dead, 

And  shall  with  him  arise, 
The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head. 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 

281.      L.  M. 

FOR    THE    SAME    OCCASION. 

The  Saviour  bows  his  head  and  dies, 
Our  sins  had  nail'd  him  to  the  tree ; 

The  awful  shock  rends  earth  and  skies, 
And  rocks  declare  his  agony. 

2  To  a  cold  cavern  in  the  ground, 

Now  see  his  sacred  body  borne ; 
The  seal  is  set,  the  watch  around, 
The  saints  retire  to  weep  and  mourn, 

3  He's  slain !  and  all  their  hopes  are  gone  : 

But  while  they  reason,  and  are  sad, 
In  breaking  bread  their  Lord  is  known : 
Immortal  glory  crowns  his  head. 


4  For  lo!  again,  the  earth  he  shook  ! 
And  rose  triumphant  from  the  tomb  ; 

The  iron  bands  of  death  he  broke, 
To  make  his  free  salvation  known. 

5  Come  trusting,  leaning  on  his  word  ; 
The  faithful  find  his  promise  true ; 

Behold  the  all  redeeming  Lord  ! 
Gone  to  prepare  a  place  for  you. 

282.     p.  m. 


FOR    THE    SAME    OCCASION. 

See  the  Lord  of  Glory  dying, 
See  him  gasping,  hear  him  crying, 

See  his  burden'd  bosom  heave  : 
Look,  ye  sinners,  ye  that  hung  him, 
Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him. 

Dying  sinners  look  and  live. 

2  Glory  be  to  him  who  gave  us, 
Freely  gave  his  Son  to  save  us, 

Glory  to  the  Son  who  came  : 
Honor,  blessing,  adoration, 
Ever  from  the  whole  creation 

Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb. 

283.    p.  m. 

Begin,  my  soul !  the  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 
And  praise  the  Almighty's  name  ; 
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Let  lieav'n,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds  proclaim  your  Maker,  God; 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power : 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  gleamy  wing 
In  triumph  rides  the  eternal  King  ; 

The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  whose  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him,  who  bids  you  roll ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  tribes,  and  sing  ; 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him,  who  shap'd  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipp'd  your  glitt'ring  wings  with  gold, 

And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man — by  nobler  passions  swayed — 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heav'nly  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  broad  arch  ring  back  the  sound. 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

284.    c.  m. 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  ! 
The  long-predicted  King; 


Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains. 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 

4  Thus  God  displays  his  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

285.    p.  m. 

Lift  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing 
Praises  to  your  heavenly  King ; 
For  his  mercies  far  extend, 
And  his  bounty  knows  no  end. 

2  Honour  pay  to  heaven's  high  Lord, 
And  his  wondrous  deeds  record ; 
Through  the  various  realms  of  earth, 
Praise  him  all  of  human  birth. 

3  Him,  whose  wisdom  thron'd  on  high, 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky; 

And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole 
Bade  through  boundless  ether  roll. 


4  Him,  who  o'er  this  earthly  ball, 
Looks  with  equal  eye  on  all, 
And  to  every  thing  which  lives, 
Rich  supplies  of  blessings  gives. 

5  To  the  great  eternal  King 

Raise  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing; 
For  his  mercies  wide  extend, 
And  his  bounty  knows  no  end. 

286.     p.  m. 

My  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway  ; 
Thou  giv'st  the  night  and  thou  the  day : 
"When  all  thy  lov'd  creation  wakes, 
When  morning,  rich  in  lustre,  breaks, 
And  bathes  in  dew  the  opening  flower, 
To  thee  we  owe  her  fragrant  hour : 
And  when  she  pours  her  choral  song, 
Her  melodies  to  thee  belong. 

2  Or,  when  in  paler  tints  array'd, 
The  evening  slowly  spreads  her  shade  ; 
That  soothing  shade,  that  grateful  gloom, 
Can  more  than  day's  enlivening  bloom, 
Still  every  fond  and  vain  desire, 

And  calmer,  purer  thoughts  inspire ; 
From  earth  the  pensive  spirit  free, 
And  lead  the  soften'd  heart  to  thee. 

3  In  every  scene  thy  hands  have  dress'd, 
In  every  form  by  thee  impress'd, 
Upon  the  mountain's  awful  head, 

Or  where  the  sheltering  woods  are  spread  ; 


1 


In  every  note  that  swells  the  gale, 
Or  tuneful  stream  that  cheers  the  vale, 
A  cavern's  depth,  or  echoing  grove, 
A  voice  is  heard  of  praise  and  love. 

4  As  o'er  thy  works  the  seasons  roll, 
And  soothe  with  change  of  bliss  the  soul, 
O  never  may  their  smiling  train 
Pass  o'er  the  human  sense  in  vain  ! 
But  oft,  as  on  their  charms  we  gaze, 
Attune  the  wond'ring  soul  to  praise; 
And  be  the  joys  that  most  we  prize, 
The  joys  that  from  thy  favour  rise. 

287.     s.  m. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  our  souls  ! 

Let  all  within  us  join, 
And  aid  our  tongues  to  bless  his  name. 

Whose  favours  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  our  souls  ! 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  our  sins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  our  pain  ; 
'Tis  he  that  heals  our  sicknesses, 
And  gives  us  strength  again. 

He  crowns  our  lives  with  love, 
When  rescued  from  the  grave ; 

Me,  who  redeems  our  souls  from  death. 
From  every  ill  can  save. 
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5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud. 
And  mercy  for  the  oppress'd. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

288.    p.  m. 

O  sing  to  the  Lord  a  new  song; 

Let  the  universe  join  in  the  strain; 
Each  day  the  glad  tribute  prolong, 

His  wonders,  his  glory  maintain. 
Let  gratitude  bless  the  kind  power 

From  whom  our  salvation  descends  ; 
How  great  is  the  God  we  adore  ! 

How  rich  are  the  blessings  he  sends  ! 

2  In  the  beauty  of  holiness  bow: 

O  worship  with  fear  and  with  love! 
How  solemn  his  temples  below  ! 

How  glorious  his  presence  above  ! 
Proclaim  to  the  nations  around, 

Our  God,  the  omnipotent,  reigns, 
Whose  righteousness  space  cannot  bound, 

Whose  purpose  unalter'd  remains : 

3  O  let  the  wide  heavens  rejoice, 

The  earth  with  her  myriads  be  glad  ! 
The  ocean  shall  join  its  loud  voice, 
And  the  woods  in  rich  verdure  be  clad  : 


Rejoice !  for  the  Lord  is  at  hand  : 
Prepare  !  for  his  judgment  is  nigh  : 

Before  him  all  nations  shall  stand  ; 
No  guilt  from  his  justice  can  fly. 

289.    l.m. 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names; 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known  ! 

2  Let  great  Jehovah  be  adored, 
The  eternal  all  sufficient  Lord  ; 

He,  through  the  world,  Most  High  confess'd, 
By  whom  'twas  form'd,  and  is  possessed. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abram,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servant's  prayer  ; 

Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same  ! 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread  ; 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 


290.  c.  m. 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
Mis  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 

And  own  his  sovereign  word. 

2  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  confess  his  hand 
He  bids  the  vapours  rise  ; 

And  wind,  and  storms,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 

3  His  voice  can  raging  winds  controul, 
And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 

He  bids  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

4  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 
On  his  supporting  hand  ; 

Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  his  command. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  his  throne, 
Yet  boundless  is  his  grace  ; 

While  truth  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  his  face. 

291.  cm. 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 

This  earth  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven  : 

A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 
Yet  O  !  by  faith  I  see 


The  land  of  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 

We  more  than  taste  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  fill'd. 

3  Let  endless  thanks,  O  God  !  be  thine, 
For  such  a  bright  display, 

As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

With  steadfast  zeal  may  we  pursue 
The  paths  of  truth  and  love  ; 

Till  glory  break  upon  our  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

292.    p.  m. 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing  ; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  trav'lling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed  be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made  ; 


Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  lam) ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  : 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee  ! 

293.    l.  m. 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power, 
Thro'  various  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 

Or  turn'd  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head  ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see ; 

Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 
But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast ; 

Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest ; 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  Christ !  my  wisdom  art : 

I  ever  into  ruin  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 


6  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 

Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find. 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

$  Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room  : 
Enter,  and  in  me  ever  stay  : 

The  crooked  then  shall  straight  become. 
The  darkness  shall  be  lost  in  day  ! 


294.    p.  m. 


The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare. 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 

i  Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

I  My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  ()  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  thro*  the  dreadful  shade. 


4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  : 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  ht  rbage  crown'd. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

295.    l.m. 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear! 

Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face  ; 
But  shall  1  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-trees  droop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin  and  only  sin  is  here  ; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  he  died  for  me. 


4  In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  1  claim, 
Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up,    , 

Salvation  is  in  Jesu's  name: 
To  me  he  soon  shall  bri'ig  it  nigh, 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind ; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

296.    l.  m. 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear! 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near; 
Who  Fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still, 
iBe  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry  ; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim, 
"Ask  and  receive  in  Jesu's  name/*' 

3  His  stores  are  open  all,  and  free 
To  such  as  truly  upright  be  ; 
Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food, 
With  all  things  else  which  he  sees  good. 

4  Your  sacred  hairs,  which  are  so  small, 
By  God  himself  are  number' d  all; 
This  truth  he's  publish'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 

And  sends  them  food  as  they  have  need; 
Although  they  nothing  have  in  store, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more, 
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298.  c.  m. 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 

Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 
For  O,  the  wolf  is  nigh. 

2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay  ; 
He  seizes  ev'ry  straggling  soul, 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thine  arm  ; 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 

The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 

While  by  our  shepherd's  side; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree  ! 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  ! 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive. 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

299.  c.  m. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb  .? 


And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  saiPd  through  bloody  seas. 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage  Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

&  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

300.    c.  m. 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 

I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes  : 
20* 


2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

301.     L.  M. 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 

1  could  for  ever  think  and  sing ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  giv'n  ; 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  beav'ii ; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blush'd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  ; 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  ]ove,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears,  and  make  mj  moan  ! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
T  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 


5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 

1  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !   who  against  thy  char:;  s  is  proof? 
Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  ? 

302.    l.  m. 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  wreep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  : 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 

But  lo  !   what  sudden  joys  we  see  ', 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  I 
The  rising  God  Forsakes  the  tomb ; 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise) 
Cherubic  lrgions  guard  him  home, 

And  show  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  your  great  Deliverer  reigns : 

Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains! 

Say.  "  Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King  J" 
"  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 

Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where's  thy  sting  ? 
And  where's  thy  vict'ry  boasting  grave  r" 


303.  c.  m. 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  : 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,.assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  : 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

304.  c.  m. 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  r 
And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 

Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 


2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  .? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in ; 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

305.     s.  m. 

And  are  we  yet  alive  ? 

And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give. 
For  his  redeeming  grace  ? 
Preserv'd  by  pow'r  divine, 
To  feel  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2       What  troubles  have  we  seen  ! 
What  conflicts  have  we  past ! 
Fightings  without  and  fears  within, 
Since  we  assembled  last ; 


But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hide  our  life  above. 

Then  let  us  make  our  boast 

Of  his  redeeming  pow'r, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Till  we  shall  sin  no  more. 
Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain, 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  but  Jesus  gain. 

306.     p.  m. 

Come  away  to  the  skies ! 

My  beloved,  arise, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born  : 

On  this  festival  day 

Come  exulting  away, 
And  with  singing  to  Zion  return. 

We  have  laid  up  our  love 

And  our  treasure  above, 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below ; 

The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 

We  remember  his  word, 
And  with  singing  to  paradise  go. 

For  thy  glory  we  are 
Created  to  share 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine ! 


Created  again, 
That  our  souls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

With  thanks  we  approve 

The  design  of  thy  love, 
Which  hath  jo-n'd  us  in  Jesus'  name; 

So  united  in  heart, 

That  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  Lamb. 

Hallelujih  we  sing 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain 

Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet. 

In  assuraace  of  hope 

We  to  Jesus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner  unfurl'd  in  the  air: 

From  our  graves  we  shall  see, 

And  cry  out,  "  It  is  he  !" 
And  fly  up  10  acknowledge  him  there, 


307, 


P.M. 


Come,  let  us  ascend, 

My  companion  and  friend, 
To  a  taste  of  the  banquet  above  ! 

If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 

If  for  Jesus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 


Who  in  Jesus  confide, 

We  are  bold  to  outride 
The  storms  of  affliction  beneath  ! 

With  the  prophet  we  soar 

To  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  outfly  all  the  arrows  of  death, 

By  faith  we  are  come 

To  our  permanent  home, 
By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve: 

By  love  we  still  rise, 

And  look  down  on  the  skies, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  Iovr. 

Who  on  earth  can  conceive 

How  happy  we  live 
In  the  palace  of  God  the  great  King  ' 

What  a  concert  of  praise, 

When  our  Jesus'  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  sng  ! 

Hallelujah,  they  cry, 

To  the  King  of  the  sky, 
To  the  great  everlasting  I  AM  ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

And  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamk 

Our  foreheads  proclaim 

His  ineffable  name  ; 
Our  bodies  his  glory  display; 

And  day  without  night, 

We  feast  in  his  sight, 
And  eterniiv  seems  as  a  dnv  1 


308.  c.  m. 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 

Of  ev'ry  sinful  heart ; 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 

O  bid  it  all  depart ! 

When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 

Of  everlasting  peace. 

Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear ; 
Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope? 

And  perfect  us  in  love. 

Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 

And  spotless  here  below. 

Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought. 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  ; 
Give  us  in  heav'n  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  sanctified. 

309.  p.  m. 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love, 
We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 

9A 


Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 
Thy  providence  t9  obey ; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 

Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 

In  this  same  age  and  place  ? 
And  why  together  brought 
To  see  each  other's  face ; 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee  ? 

Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain  ; 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise  renew'd  in  perfect  love  ? 

Surely  thou  didst  unite 

Our  kindred  spirits  here. 
That  all  hereafter  might 
Before  thy  throne  appear; 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  glorious  love  proclaim. 

Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blessed  end  in  view, 
And  join  with  mutual  care, 
To  fight  our  passage  through ! 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on, 
Till  all  receive  a  starry  crown. 

O  may  the  Spirit  seal 
Our  souls  unto  that  dav  ! 


With  all  thy  fulness  fill, 
And  then  transport  away  ! 
Away  to  our  eternal  rest, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breast. 

310.    p.  m. 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord, 

Remember  us  for  good  ; 
O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  speaking  blood! 
Give  us  that  for  which  he  prays ; 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ; 
Show  his  truth,  and  pow'r,  and  grace, 

And  send  the  promise  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witness,  thou, 

O  Chris',  the  Spirit  give  ; 
Hast  thou  not  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  now  receive  ? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  head? 

Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart; 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  shed, 

In  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jesus,  come  ; 
Glow  our  hearts  to  find  thee  near, 

And  swell  to  make  thee  room. 
•  Present  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwejl 

To  all  eternitv. 


311.      P  M 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace  : 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Ev'ry  stumbling-block  remove; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Mike  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word* 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care, 
E*ch  the  other's  burden  bear; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide, 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  family  above  ; 

Od  the  wings  of  angels  fly  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


312.     c.  m. 

LOVE  FEAST. 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace. 

And  each  to  each  endear'd ; 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 

And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  easy  yoke; 

A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 

Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink  : 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

4  To  thee  inseparably  join'd, 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  : 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive  ! 

5  This  is  the  bond  of  perfectness, 

Thy  spotless  charity  : 
O  let  us  still,  we  pray,  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  ! 

6  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove; 
Our  souls  their  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  first  in  love. 

7  With  ease  our  souls  thro'  death  shall  glide 

Into  their  paradise, 
2  L* 


And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

8  Yet,  when  the  fullest  joy  is  giv'n. 
The  same  delight  we  prove  : 
In  earth,  in  paradise,  in  heavy. 
Our  AH  in  All  is  love. 

313.     p  m 

LOVE    FEAST. 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine  ; 
Give  we  all  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  : 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise. 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive  ! 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive  ; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glow'd, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God  : 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love, 
Call'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove  : 
Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath, 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jesu's  name, 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same, 
One  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace  : 


We  for  Christ  our  Master  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land ; 
We  our  dying  Lord  confess : 
We  are  Jesu's  witnesses. 

Witnesses  that  Christ  hath  died  ; 
We  with  him  are  crucified  : 
Christ  hath  burst  the  bands  of  death 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  : 
Christ  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Thither  all  our  wishes  fly ; 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above  ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 

314.     p.  m. 

LOVE  FEAST. 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord ; 
Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  Word  ; 
Humbly  stoop  to  earth  again; 
Come  and  visit  abject  man  ! 
Jesus,  dear  expected  guest, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feast! 
For  thyself  our  hearts  prepare  ; 
Come,  and  sit,  and  banquet  here. 

Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim, 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  : 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear, 
Manifest  thy  presence  here  ! 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless, 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move  ! 
Make  our  feast  a  feast  of  love. 


3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  ; 
Let  in  us  thy  bowels  sound  ; 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increase, 
Temperance  and  gentleness; 
Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind  : 
Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 

Full  of  goodness,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  : 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light : 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breast ; 
Love  be  there  our  endless  feast. 

315.    c.  m. 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 

And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  join 

Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  pow'r, 

Iftis  name  to  glorify; 
And  promise  in  this  sacred  hour 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake. 
Nor  cast  his  word  behind, 


4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now. 

5  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  sins  away  ; 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

316.      L.M. 

Jesus  attend,  thyself  reveal ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  to  feel, 

We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  flame. 

2  Thou  God,  that  answerest  by  fire, 

The  spirit  of  burning  now  impart  5 
And  let  the  flame  of  pure  desire 
Rise  from  the  altar  of  each  heart. 

3  Truly  our  fellowship  below 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heav'ns  unutterable  bliss. 

4  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
And  we  shall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  then  shall  all  be  lost  in  love. 


317.     p.  m. 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
The  hest  concerted  schemes  are  vain, 

And  never  can  succeed; 
We  spend  our  wretched  strength  for  nought. 
But  it  our  works  in  thee  are  wrought, 

They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
O  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jesu's  name  ! 

In  Jesu's  name  behold  we  meet, 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways  : 
One  only  thing  resolv'd  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below, 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 

Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Nor  in  the  dark  monastic  cell, 

By  vows  and  grates  contin'd  : 
Freely  to  all  ourselves  we  give  ; 
Constrain'd  by  Jesu's  love  to  live 

The  servants  of  mankind. 

Now,  Jesus,  now  the  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will ! 
Deep  founded  on  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rising  church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 


G  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  ! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  purest  lustre  shine  ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee. 

The  heav'nly  light  divine. 

318.  P.  m.  ■ 

Watch'd  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 

Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  shame. 
As  servants  of  the  Lord  most  high, 
As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move, 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wisdom,  Lord,  on  us  bestow, 

From  ev'ry  evil  to  depart, 
To  stop  the  mouth  of  every  foe  : 

WThile  upright  both  in  life  and  heart., 
The  proof  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  shew  them   how  the  Christians  live. 

319.  p.  m. 

All  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  to  meet. 
His  love  we  proclaim,  his  praises  repeat: 
We  own  him  our  Jesus,  continually  near, 
To  pardon  and  bless  us,  and  perfect  us  here. 

2  In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  pow'r, 
Preserv'd  by  his   grace,   throughout  the    dark 

hour : 
In  all  our  temptations,  he  keeps  us  to  prove 
His  utmost  salvation,  his  fulness  of  love. 


3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free  -. 
Ah  !  hast  thou  not,  Lord,  a  blessing  for  me  ? 
The  peace  thou  hast  given,  this  moment  impart, 
And  open  thy  heaven,  O  Love,  in  my  heart ! 

320.  cm. 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see  : 

Thy  promis'd  blessing  give  ? 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 

Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd  : 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  we  meet ! 

Jesus  the  crucified, 
Show  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

321.  p.  M 

Appointed  by  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name. 
And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb, 
To  trace  thine  example,  the  world  to  disdain, 
And  constantly  trample  on  pleasure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  shall  we  do  our  Saviour  to  love  ? 
To  make  us  anew,  come   Lord,  from  above ! 
The  fruit  of  thy  passion,  thy  holiness  give  ! 
Give  us  the  salvation  of  all  that  believe  ' 


3  O  Jesus  appear,  no  longer  delay, 
To  sanctity  here,  and  bear  us  away  : 
The  end  of  our  meeting  on  earth  let  us  see, 
Triumphantly  sitting  in  glory  with  thee  ! 

322.    c.  m. 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 

That  will  not  let  us  part, 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 

We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go ; 

And  still  in  Jesu's  footsteps  tread, 

And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified  ! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore; 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away. 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 


323.  p.  M. 

Behold,  how  good  a  thing 

It  is  to  dwell  in  peace  ! 
How  pleasing  to  our  King 

This  fruit  of  righteousness  : 
When  brethren  all  in  one  agree, 
Who  know  the  joys  of  unity  ! 

2  When  all  are  sweetly  join'd, 

(True  follow'rs  of  the  Lamb,) 
The  same  in  heart  and  mind, 

And  think  and  speak  the  same, 
And  all  in  love  together  dwell  j 
The  comfort  is  unspeakable. 

3  Where  unity  takes  place, 

The  joys  of  heav'n  we  prove  : 
This  is  the  gospel  grace, 

The  unction  from  above, 
The  Spir't  on  all  believers  shed, 
Descending  swift  from  Christ  our  Head. 

4  In  him  when  brethren  join, 

And  follow  after  peace, 
The  fellowship  divine 

He  promises  to  bless  ; 
He  fills  them  with  his  choicest  store, 
He  gives  them  life  for  evermore. 

324.  c.  m. 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 


And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restor'd, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up, 

And  gather'd  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove, 
The  grace  through  ev'ry  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  Jove. 

4  Ev'n  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same. 

And  cordially  agree  : 
United  all,  through  Jesu's  name, 
In  perfect  harmony. 

5  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one, 

The  common  peace  we  feel; 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

6  And  if  our  fellowship  below, 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet ! 

325.    c.  m, 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 

Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite, 
Of  harmony  and  love  ! 


2  Where  streams  of  bliss,  from  Christ  the  spring, 

Descend  on  ev'ry  soul ; 
And  heav'nly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  revives  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

326.  p.  m. 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee  I 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone  : 
Givf,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 
Jesus  friend  of  human  kind, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  be  join'd  : 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless, 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Heavenly,  all-alluring  dove, 
Shed  thy  overshadowing  love; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace  impart; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart: 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  to  us  what  Adam  lost ; 
Let  us  in  thine  image  rise  ; 
Give  us  back  our  paradise  ! 

327.  s.  m. 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ! 


Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  pleast 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills, 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

328.    p.  m. 

"Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Perfecting  the  saints  below, 
Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, 
Who  thy  mystic  body  are, 
Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join, 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine  : 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  who  fillest  all  in  all ! 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide  : 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide  : 
Plac'd  according  to  thy  will, 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfil, 
Never  from  our  office  move  1 
Needful  to  each  other  prove  : 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive, 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touch'd  with  softest  sympathy; 


Kindly  for  each  other  care; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 
Many  are  we  now  and  one, 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on  ; 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall  \ 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  in  all. 

329.     l.  m. 

Our  friendship  sanctify  and  guide, 
Unmixt  with  selfishness  and  pride ; 
In  all  our  intercourse  below, 
Still  let  us  in  thy  footsteps  go. 

2  Fix  on  thyself  our  single  eye  ! 
Still  let  us  on  thyself  rely, 

The  help  as  from  thy  hand  receive, 
And  still  to  thee  all  glory  give. 

3  Whate'er  thou  dost  on  one  bestow, 
Let  each  the  double  blessing  know, 
In  comforts  and  in  griefs  agree, 

And  wrestle  for  our  friends  with  thee. 

4  Our  mutual  prayers  accept  and  seal ! 
In  all,  thy  glorious  self  reveal: 

Thy  kingdom  in  our  souls  restore ; 
And  keep  till  we  shall  sin  no  more. 

330.    p.  m. 

Partners  of  a  glorious  hope, 
Lift  your  hearts  and  voices  up  : 
Jointly  let  us  rise  and  sing 
Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King 


While  we  walk  with  him  in  light, 
God  doth  still  our  hearts  unite  : 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove, 
Fellowship  in  Jesu's  love. 

2  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase  ; 
Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness: 
Sweetly  each  with  each  combin'd, 
In  the  bands  of  duty  join'd. 
Feel  the  cleansing  blood  applied, 
Daily  feel  that  Christ  hath  died  ; 
Every  vile  affection  kill : 
Root  out  every  seed  of  ill. 

'3  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow, 
Love,  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know  : 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 
Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee  : 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart, 
Stamp  it  on  our  face  and  heart; 
Only  love  to  us  be  given  ; 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 

331.    p.  m. 

Come,  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  divine  ! 
Come,  Jesus,  in  thy  name  to  join 

A  happy  chosen  band  ; 
Who  fain  would  prove  thine  utmost  will, 
And  all  thy  righteous  laws  fulfil, 

In  love's  benign  command. 

2  Still  may  we  to  our  centre  tend, 

To  spread  thy  praise  our  common  end, 
To  help  each  other  on; 


Companions  through  the  wilderness., 
To  share  a  moment's  pain,  and  seize 
An  everlasting  crown. 

3  O  that  we  now  the  power  might  feel, 
To  do  on  earth  thy  blessed  will, 

As  angels  do  above  ! 
In  thee,  the  life  the  truth,  the  way, 
To  walk,  and  perfectly  obey 

Thy  sweet  constraining  love  ! 

4  Jesus,  fulfil  our  one  desire, 

And  spread  the  spark  of  living  fire 
Through  every  hallow'd  breast; 
Bless  with  divine  conformity, 
And  give  us  now  to  sink  in  thee, 
Our  everlasting  rest. 

332.     s.  m. 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  : 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain. 


But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

333.    p.  m. 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 
That  to  thy  name  belongs; 

Matter  of  all  our  praise, 
Subject  of  all  our  songs; 

Through  thee  we  now  together  came^ 

And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  a  while, 

But  still  in  spirit  join'd, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  hast  to  each  assign'd ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  O  let  us  then  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And  arm'd  with  patience,  run, 

With  joy  the  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 


4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  partings  are  no  more; 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  grasp  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

5  O  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thine  exiles  home  ! 
The  heavens  shall  pass  away ; 

The  earth  receive  its  doom  ; 
Earth  we  shall  view  and  heaven  destroy'd 
And  shout  above  the  fiery  void ! 

%  Then  let  us  wait  the  sound 
That  shall  our  souls  release, 

And  labour  to  be  found 
Of  him  in  spotless  peace  ; 

In  perfect  holiness  renew'd, 

Adorn' d  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God. 


334.    s.  m. 


And  let  our  bodies  part, 
To  different  climes  repair; 

Inseparably  join'd  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are  ! 

2  Jesus,  the  corner  stone, 

Did  first  our  hearts  unite ! 
And  still  he  keeps  our  spirits  one. 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 


3  O  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesu's  work  below  ; 
And  foil' wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquests  go. 

4  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labours  end  ! 

5  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  surT'ring  and  our  pain  ! 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore 
Shall  never  part  again. 

335.    s.  m, 

Beside  the  gospel  pool, 

Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  ofteu  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move  ; 
And  others  round  me  stepping  id, 
Their  efficacy  prove  ! 

3  O,  would  the  Lord  appear 

My  malady  to  heal : 
He  knows  how  long  I've  languish'd  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

4  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 

There  is  no  other  pool 
Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 


5  Here,  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  try ; 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

6  No — he  is  full  of  grace  ; 

He  never  will  permit 
A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

336.    p.  m. 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord ; 

Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor. 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends,  of  ev'ry  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted, 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know  ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above  ; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine,  victorious  love. 


337.  c.  m. 

How  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word  ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  broiher's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part : 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  fix  above  ; 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  ev'ry  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  ev'ry  action  glow  : 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of.heav'n  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

338.  cm. 

Lord,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear. 
And  bow  before  thy  throne  : 

Before  our  lips  begin  to  move, 
Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 
23 


2  Thou  know'st  the  language  of  the  heart, 

The  meaning  of  a  sigh  ; 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r, 
And  bring  thy  blessings  nigh. 

3  Few  be  our  words,  and  short  our  pray'rs, 

While  we  together  meet; 
Short  duties  keep  religion  up, 
And  make  devotion  sweet. 

339.    cm. 

Thro'  all  the  downward  tracts  of  time, 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys ; 

O,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  regulate  our  ways? 

2  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  love, 

Unmeasurably  kind  ; 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 
Be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd. 

3  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies; 
E'en  crosses  from  his  sov'reign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 

My  God,  inscribe  my  name; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 

Beneath  mv  Lord,  the  Lamb. 


340.  p.  m. 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator; 

Praise  to  thee  from  ev'ry  tongue  ; 
Join,  my  soul  with  ev'ry  creature, 

Join  the  universal  song. 

J2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  giv.'n, 
For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heav'n, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

341.  p.  m. 

How  happy  are  they 

Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above. 

Tongue  cannot  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favour  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb^ 
When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 
What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 

What  a  heav'n  in  Jesus'  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heav'n  below, 
My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 

The  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore* 


4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  thai  all  his  salvation  might  see  ! 
He  ha(h  Ipv'd  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffer' d  and  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve, 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

342.    c.  m. 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame  ; 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ; 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  1  once  enjoy'd : 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 


5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


343.    l.  m. 


Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  sinner  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  freer" 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee. 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin  ! 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ! 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

23* 


344.     p.m. 

Lukewarm  souls,  the  foe  grows  stronger, 

See  what  hosts  your  camp  surround, 
Arm  to  battle  ;  lag  no  longer, 

Hark  !  the  silver  trumpets  sound. 
Wake,  ye  sleepers;  wake,  what  mean  you? 

Sin  besets  you  round  about, 
Up  and  search,  the  world's  within  you, 

Slay,  or  chase  the  traitor  out. 

2  What  enchants  you  ?  sloth  or  pleasure  ? 

Pluck  right  eyes,  with  right  hands  part ; 
Ask  your  conscience,  where's  your  treasure? 

For  be  certain,  there's  your  heart. 
Give  the  fawning  foe  no  credit; 

See  the  bloody  flag  unfurl'd, 
That  base  heart,  the  truth  hath  said  it, 

Loves  not  God,  that  loves  the  world. 

3  God  and  mammon  ;  O  be  wiser ; 

Serve  them  both  !  it  cannot  be  ; 
Ease  in  warfare,  saint  and  miser, 

These  can  never  well  agree. 
Shun  the  shame  of  basely  falling, 

Cumber'd  captives  clogg'd  with  clay, 
Prove  your  faith ;  make  sure  your  calling, 

Wield  the  sword,  and  win  the  day. 

4  Onward  press  toward  perfection, 

Watch  and  pray,  and  all  things  prove; 
Seek  to  know  your  own  election, 
Set  your  heart  on  things  above. 


Shun  backsliding,  scorn  dissembling, 
Lo!   salvation  near  in  view; 

Work  it  out  with  fear  and  trembling ; 
'Tis  your  God  that  works  in  you. 

345.    c.  m. 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame. 

Whet  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  Our  wssting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  days  and  months  increase ; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

4  Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings  ! 

5  Infinite  joy  or  endless  wo 

Depends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death. 

6  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 

And  if  our  so  Is  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 


346.    c.  m. 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelm'd  in  guilt  and  fear, 

I  view  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  soul  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought. 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclos'd 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear ! 

4  O  may  my  broken  contrite  heart, 

Timely  my  sins  lament, 
And  early  with  repentant  tears 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groaD, 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight. 

6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  secure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 


347.     s.  M. 


And  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
To  (ay  this  body  down  ? 
And  most  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 
A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierc'd  by  human  thought; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead 
Where  all  things  are  forgot. 

Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 
What  will  become  of  me  ? 
Eternal  happiness  or  wo 

Must  then  my  portion  be  ! 

Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  must  rise, 

And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 

And  see  the  flaming  skies  ! 

O  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die, 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery  ! 
Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne^ 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

Thou  art  thyself  the  way, 
Thyself  in  me  reveal  ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 
Obedient  to  thy  will ; 


So  shall  1  love  my  God, 
Because  he  first  lov'd  me, 
And  praise  thee  in  ihy  bright  abode. 
To  all  eternity. 

348.  p.  m. 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die ! 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 
ith  nature's  stern  decree  ? 
Wh;it  after  death  for  me  remains: 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 
To  all  eternity. 

How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  ; 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day  ! 

Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray, 
Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way 

To  glorious  happiness ! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

349.  p.  m. 

Lo !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  J 


Thousand  thousands  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ; 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  with  man  to  reign. 

2  Ev'ry  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  iri  dreadful  majesty  ! 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
Pieic'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  The  dear  tokens  of  his  passion 

Still  his  dazzling  body  bears; 
Cause  of  endless  exultation 
Tq  his  ransom'd  worshippers; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars  ! 

4  Yea,  Amen!  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  pow'r  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  : 

Jah  !  Jehovah  ! 
Everlasting  God,  come  down  ! 


350.    c.  m. 


O  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 


2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Still  may  we  dwell  secure;    I 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure.       / 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame 

From  everlasting  thou  art  Go^, 

To  endless  years  the  same^ 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood. 
And  lost  in  foll'wing  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream. 

Bears  all  its  sous  away  ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 


351.    cm. 


And  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die  ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  valer 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest; 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 


2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come  ; 
And  wipe  aw  y  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  are  all  my  stiff' rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  g.ief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  : 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

352.     p.  m. 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 

All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go,  by  angel-guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  Spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above  ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 
To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 
To  his  everlasting  rest, 

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For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain ; 
Die  to  live  a  life  o  glory  : 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

353.    p.  m. 

FUNERAL. 

How  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now, 

No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

2  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain  ; 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  shall  vex  him  again  : 
No  anger,  henceforward,  nor  shame, 

Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 

And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 

3  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 


4  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 

l>\  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Seat'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep  1 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies; 

These  hollows  from  water  are  free, 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 

And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

354.  p.  m. 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd, 

Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain ; 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  above; 
Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light, 

And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

I  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind  ; 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain'd, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  toss'd  on  a  sea  of  distress, 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
"Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

355.  p.  m. 

Hosanna  to  Jesus  on  high  ! 
Another  has  enter'd  his  rest; 


Another  lias  'scap'd  to  the  sky, 
And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  breast; 

The  soul  of  our  sister  is  gone, 
To  heighten  the  triumph  above; 

Exalted  to  Jesus'  throne, 

And  clasp' d  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  Whnt  fulness  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jesus  his  glory  displays; 
Aiid  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  scatters  the  odours  of  grace  ! 
He  looks — and  his  servants  in  light, 

The  blessings  ineffable  meet: 
He  smiles — and  they  faint  at  his  sight, 

And  fall  overvvhelm'd  at  his  feet. 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 

Transported  at  Jesus'  name; 
The  saints  whom  he  soonest  shall  call, 

To  sha  e  in  tne  feast  of  the  Lamb  ! 
No  longer  imprison'd  in  clay, 

Who  next  from  his  dungeon  shall  fly? 
W>:o  first  shall  be  summon'daway — 

My  merciful  God— Is  it  I  ? 

4  O  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 

That  Suddenly  I  should  depart; 
Thy  counsel  ol  mercy  reveal, 

And  whisper  the  call  in  my  heart: 
O  give  me  a  signal  to  know, 

If  soon  thou  wouldst  have  me  remove  f 
And  l(  ave  the  dull  body  below, 

And  fly  to  the  regions  above. 


356.     p.  M. 

Happy  who  in  Jesus  live, 

But  happier  still  are  they, 
Who  to  God  their  spirits  give, 

And  'scape  from  earth  away  ; 
Lord,  thou  read'st  the  panting  heart, 

Lord,  thou  hear'st  the  praying  sigh 
O  'tis  hetter  to  depart, 

'Tis  hetter  far  to  die. 

2  Yet,  if  so  thy  will  ordain, 

For  our  companions'  good, 
Let  us  in  the  flesh  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load  ; 
Till  we  have  our  grief  filFd  up, 

Till  we  all  our  works  have  done. 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope, 

And  sharers  of  thy  throne. 

3  To  thy  wise  and  gracious  will 

We  quietly  submit, 
Waiting  for  redemption  still, 

But  waiting  at  thy  feet : 
When  thou  wilt  the  blessing  give, 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  see  ; 
Only  let  thy  servants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 

357.    c.  m. 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 

And  answer  in  that  day, 
For  ev'ry  vain  and  idle  thought, 

And  ev'ry  word  I  say  ? 

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2  Yes,  ev'ry  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known ; 
And  1  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live, 

With  that  religious  fear, 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behaviour  here  ! 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  pow'r  bestow  ! 
So  shall  1  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  1  speak  or  do. 

6  If  now  thou  "  standest  at  the  door,'1 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  thee,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

358.    l.  m. 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die ! 

What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  ) 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife* 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 

And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  Feel  the  terrors  as  she  past ! 


4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

359.  p.  m. 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
Partners  in  his  patience  here, 

Christ  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear  : 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heav'nly  kingdom  near! 

2  Lo  !  'tis  HE  !  our  hearts'  desire, 

Come  for  his  espous'd  below, 
Come  to  join  us  with  his  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow  : 

Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow. 

3  Yes,  the  prize  shall  sure  begiv'n, 

We  his  open  face  shall  see  ; 
Love,  the  earnest  of  our  heav'n, 
Love  our  full  reward  shall  be  ; 

Love  shall  crown  us 
His  to  all  eternity  ! 

360.  p.  m. 

Sweet  as  angel  notes  in  heaven, 
When  to  golden  harps  they  sound, 

Is  the  voice  of  sins  forgiven, 
To  the  soul  by  Satan  bound. 


2  Sweet  as  angel  harps  in  glory, 
Was  that  heav'nly  voice  to  me, 
When  1  saw  my  Lord  before  me 
Bleed  and  die  to  set  me  free ! 

>  Saints,  attend  with  holy  wonder! 
Sinners,  hear  and  sing  his  praise  ! 
'Tis  the  God  that  holds  the  thunder 
Shows  himself  the  God  of  grace  ! 

361.     c.  m. 

FOR  A  MINISTER. 

I\ow  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry ;: 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 

Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  tbo'  the  arm  of  conqu'ring  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
Whattho'  the  prophet  and  the  priest 
Be  number'd  with  the  dead? 

3  Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust — 

The  aged  and  the  young — 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  : 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heait. 

5  "Lo,  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 

"  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 

"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 


. 


6  Through  ev'ry  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust: 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song. 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 


362.     c.  m. 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise  ! 

All  praise  to  him  belongs  : 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days 

Demands  our  choicest  songs  : 
His  providence  has  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year ; 
We  all  with  vows,  and  anthems  new 

Before  our  God  appear. 

2  Father,  thy  mercies  past  we  own, 

Thy  still  continued  care  : 
To  thee  presenting  through  thy  Sonf 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are : 
Our  lips  and  life  shall  gladly  show 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
While  on  in  Jesu's  steps  we  go 

To  seek  thy  face  above. 

3  Our  residue  of  days  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  shall  be ; 
And  all  our  consecrated  pow'rs 

A  sacrifice  to  thee  ; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear, 

To  saints,  on  earth  forgiv'n, 
And  bring  the  grand  sabbatic  year, 

The  Jubilee  of  heav'n. 


363.  s.  m. 

A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  shall  end  : 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings. 
Declares  himself  our  Friend; 
Assumes  our  flesh  and  blood, 
That  we  his  grace  may  gain  : 
The  everlasting  Son  of  God, 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

His  kingdom  from  above 
He  doth  to  us  impart, 
And  pure  benevolence  and  love 
O'erflow  the  faithful  heart : 
Chang' d  in  a  moment,  we 
The  sweet  attraction  find, 
With  open  arms  of  charity 
Embracing  all  mankind. 

O  might  they  all  receive 
The  new-born  Prince  of  peace, 
And  meekly  in  the  Spirit  live, 
And  in  his  love  increase. 
Till  he  convey  us  home, 
Cry  ev'ry  soul  aloud, 
Come,  thou  Desire  of  Nations,  come, 
And  take  us  up  to  God  ! 

364.  p.  m. 

Hakk  !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ; 


14  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild  ; 
"  God  and  sinners  reconcil'd  ;" 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Jo'id  the  triumphs  of  the  skies; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

2  Hail,  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  peace, 
Hail,  the  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings: 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

3  Come,  Desire  of  Nations,  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home  ; 

Rise,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  Seed. 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head ; 
Adam's  likeness  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place  : 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstate  us  in  thy  love. 

365.    c.  m. 

"  Shepherds  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes,, 

And  send  your  fears  away, 
News  from  the  regions  of  the  skies — 

Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 
Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you ; 


To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling-bands, 

Nor  royal  shining  things; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands  ; 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
With  tears  of  joy  all  in  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around. 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  ; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song; 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 
Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

336.    c.  m. 

While   shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 

And  glory  shone  around. 


2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind;) 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town  this  day 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour*  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  j 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  dispjay'd, 
All  meanl;.  wrapp'd  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God  on  high, 
And  thus  address'd  their  song: 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  on  the  earth  be  peace : 
Good  will  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men, 
Begin,  and  never  cease." 

367.    p.  m. 

A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace, 

In  Christ  our  Redeemer  we  see  5 
For  us  who  his  offers  embrace, 

For  all  it  is  open  and  free. 
Jehovah  himself  doth  invite 

To  drink  of  his  pleasures  unknown, 
The  streams  of  immortal  delight, 

That  flow  from  his  heavenly  throne, 
25 


As  soon  as  in  him  we  believe, 

By  faith  of  his  Spirit  partake  ; 
And,  freely  forgiven,  receive 

The  mercy  for  Jesus'  sake  \ 
We  gain  a  pure  drop  of  his  love, 

The  life  of  eternity  know, 
Angelical  happiness  prove, 

And  witness  a  heaven  below. 

368.    s.  m. 

How  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiv'n  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscrib'd  in  heav'n  ? 

What  we  have  felt  and  seen, 
With  confidence  we  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men 
The  signs  infallible. 

We  who  in  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

Exults  our  rising  soul, 
Disburtben'd  of  her  load, 
And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

His  love  surpasses  far 
The  love  of  all  beneath, 
We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death. 


Stronger  than  death  or  hell 
The  sacred  pow'r  we  prove ; 
And  conqu'rors  of  the  world  we  dwell 
In  heav'n,  who  dwell  in  love. 

369.  p.  m. 

Upright  both  in  heart  and  will, 

We  by  our  God  were  made  ; 
But  we  turn'd  from  good  to  ill, 

And  o'er  the  creature  stray'd  : 
Multiply'd  our  wand'ring  thought, 

Which  first  was  fix'd  on  God  alone ; 
In  ten  thousand  objects  sought 

The  bliss  we  lost  in  one. 

From  our  own  inventions  vain 

Of  fancied  happiness, 
Draw  us  to  thyself  again, 

And  bid  our  wandering  cease : 
Jesus,  speak  our  souls  restor'd, 

By  love's  divine  simplicity  5 
Re-united  to  our  Lord, 

And  wholly  lost  in  thee ! 

370.  s.  m. 

Dear  Saviour,  Friend  of  man, 

Babe  of  Bethlehem,  hail ! 
Succeed  the  work  thy  grace  began, 

Nor  let  thy  mercies  fail : 

O  art  thou  passing  by  ! 
And  may  we  see  thy  face  ! 


Let  ev'ry  blind  Bartimeus  cry 
Lord  Jesus,  grant  me  grace ! 

3  Restrain  reviling  tongues, 

Be  thou  the  convert's  stay, 
Sustain  their  hopes,  avenge  their  wrongs, 
And  wipe  their  tears  away. 

4  Support  the  bruised  reed, 

The  smoking  flax  inflame, 
Shine  forth,  that  they  who  run  may  read 
And  tremble  at  thy  name. 

5  Christ  of  a  truth  is  come, 

His  grace  pervades  our  land, 
A  thread  supports  us  from  our  doon% 
He  holds  it  in  his  hand: 

6  And  if  he  quits  his  hold, 

We  plunge  in  deep  despair : 
But  all  may  come  unto  his  fold, 
And  feel  a  Saviour's  care. 

331.       P  m. 

Wretched,  helpless,  and  distrest, 

Ah  !  whither  shall  I  fly ! 
Ever  gasping  after  rest, 

I  cannot  find  it  nigh  : 
Naked,  sick,  and  poor,  and  blind, 

Fast  bound  in  sin  and  misery, 
Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find, 

My  help,  my  all  in  thee ! 


I  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

In  thee  is  all  I  want : 
Be  the  wanderer's  resting  place, 

A  cordial  to  the  faint! 
Make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor, 

In  thee  may  I  my  Eden  find : 
To  the  dying,  health  restore, 
.   And  eye-sight  to  the  blind. 

1  Clothe  me  with  thy  holiness, 

Thy  meek  humility ; 
Put  on  me  thy  glorious  dress, 

Endue  my  soul  with  thee  : 
Let  thine  image  be  restor'd, 

Thy  name  and  nature  let  me  prove  ; 
With  thy  fulness  fill  me,  Lord, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

372.     p.  M. 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  thy  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  thee,  Saviour,  forth. 

But  oh  !  what  gentle  terms, 

What  condescending  ways, 
Doth  our  Redeemer  use, 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me ! 
25* 


3  ArrayM  in  mortal  flesh, 

Lo!  the  Redeemer  stands, 
And  holds  the  promises 
And  pardons  in  his  hands  ; 
Commission'd  from  his  Father's  throne, 
To  make  his  grace  to  mortals  known. 

4  Great  prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thy  name  : 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  sin  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 

373.    l.m. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin  ! 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft,  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  ev'nings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heav'nly  hills, 

Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow  I 
And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 


5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  heav'n  prepares  for  their  delight. 

374.  l.  m. 

My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  All ; 
With  simple  faith  on  thee  I  call; 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool ;  . 
1  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 

2  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure  ; 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy  impart, 
And  pour  thy  love  in  ev'ry  heart. 

375.  s.  m. 

When  shall  thy  love  constrain 
And  draw  me  to  thy  breast? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest  ? 

2  Ah  !  what  avails  my  strife 

My  wand 'ring  to  and  fro  ? 

Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life ; 

Ah  !  whither  should  I  go  .p 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 

To  me  did  freely  move  : 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love- 


4      Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ! 
I  groan  to  be  set  free  : 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee  ! 

376.  l.  m. 

CLASS-MEETING. 

May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

2  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  christians  see  each  other  thus; 

We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  liv'd,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  usr 

3  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  suffer' d  for  us  here  below  ; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 

And  hasten  to  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

377.  c.  m. 

PARTING. 

From  the  dear  flock  of  Jesu's  saints 
How  painful  'tis  to  go ! 


But  such  must  be  our  sad  complaints, 
While  traveling  here  below. 

2  What  a  delightful  company 

Shall  meet  on  Canaan's  shore  ! 
Oh  !  what  a  meeting  there  will  be 
When  parting  is  no  more ! 

3  Then  round  the  shining  throne  above, 

We'll  sing  in  cheerful  strains; 
Sound  the  Redeemer's  dying  love 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  plains. 

378.  c.  m. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

3  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

379.  s.  m. 

Behold  !  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  rui, 
And  light  and  life  convey. 


2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name. 
Or  breathe  an  i'  fant's  prayer. 

3  When  reason  with  my  stature  grew, 

How  feeble  was  her  aid ! 
How  little  of  my  God  I  knew  ! 
How  oft  from  thee  I  strayed  ! 

4  When  life  hung  trembling  on  my  breath, 

'Twas  thy  unfailing  love 
That  sav'd  me  from  impending  death, 
And  bade  my  fears  remove. 

5  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone 

Where'er  I  turn'd  mine  eye  ! 
How  many  pass'd,  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by ! 

6  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thine  exhaustless  store  : 
In  vain,  great  God  !  my  labouring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

7  While  thus  reflection,  through  my  days, 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace, 
Superior  blessings  claim  my  praise  j 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

8  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord ! 

For  favours  nobler  still — 
The  truths  and  precepts  of  thy  word, 
Which  teach  me  all  thy  will. 


383.     L.  m. 


ON  THE  DEATH  OF  A  CHILD. 

As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  seem'd  the  infant's  dawn  ! 
Thus  swiftly  fled  his  life  away  ! 

2  Ere  sin  could  blight,  or  sorrow  fade. 
Death  timely  came  with  friendly  care 
The  opening  bud  to  heav'n  convey'd. 
And  bade  h  bloom  for  ever  there. 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy 
Perhaps  has  spar'd  a  heavier  doom, 
Snatch'd  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy. 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ills  to  come. 

4  He  died  before  his  infant  soul 
Had  ever  burn'd  with  wrong  desire ; 
Had  ever  spurn'd  at  heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fire. 

5  He  died  to  sin,  he  died  to  care  ; 
But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod; 
Then,  springing  on  the  viewless  air, 
Spread  his  light  wings,  and  soar'd  to  God. 

384.    s.  m. 

Lord  !  w7hat  our  ears  have  heard> 
Our  eyes  delight  to  trace; 
Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  every  rising  race. 

26     " 


2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim. 
And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ; 

Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own, 
And  thee,  the  sons  adore  : 

Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

4  Thy  covenant  may  they  keep, 
And  bless  the  happy  bands, 

Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 

Which  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 

6  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  fathers'  God, 

To  latest  times  thy  blessing  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

385.    p.  m. 

Lord!  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 

Let  us5  each  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

Still  support  us 
While  in  duty's  path  we  move. 

£  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 


May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

386.    l.  m. 

Awake  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise  ! 
To  God  the  sons:  of  triumph  raise  : 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  divine, 
What  pomp,  what  glory,  Lord,  are  thine  ! 

2  Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his  head 
The  heavens  their  ample  curtain  spread, 
See  on  ue  wind's  efxpantfed  wings 

The  chariot  o\  the  Kiog  of  kiogs  ! 

3  A  ound  him  rang'd  in  awful  state, 
Dark  silent  storms  attentive  wait ; 
And  thunders,  ready  to  fulfil 

The  mandates  of  his  sovereign  will. 

4  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
He  bids  the  dusky  vapours  rise ; 
Then,  from  his  magazines  on  high, 
Commands  the  imprison'd  winds  to  fly. 

5  The  lightning's  pallid  sheet  expands, 
And  show'rs  descend  on  furrowed  lands; 
While  down  the  mountain's  channel'd  side 
The  torrent  rolls  in  swelling  pride  : 

6  Thus  clouds,  and  storms,  and  fires  obey, 
Thy  wise  and  all-controling  sway  ; 

And  while  thy  terrors  round  us  stand, 
We  see  a  Father's  bounteous  hand. 


387.    c.  m. 

Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
Appears  each  grace  divine ; 

The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart  to  all  his  friends, 

A  friend  a  servant  found  ; 
He  wash'd  their  feet,  he  wip'd  their  tears 
And  heal'd  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  '  Mid  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes  ungrateful  sought  his  life; 
He  laboured  for  their  good. 

5  To  God  he  left  his  righteous  cause, 

And  still  his  task  pursu'd  ; 
While  humble  prayer,  and  holy  faith, 
His  fainting  strength  renew'd. 

6  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resign'd,  he  bow'd  and  said, 
*  Thy  will,  not  mine  be  done  !' 

7  Be  Christ  our  pattern,  and  our  guide  ! 

His  image  may  we  bear  ! 
O  may  we  tread  {lis  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 


388.  l.  m. 

Deem  not  that  they  are  bless' d  alone, 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
The  God,  who  loves  our  race,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  wo  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O  there  are  days  of  sunny  rest 
For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ! 
And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier, 
Shedd'st  the  bitter  drops  tike  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere,   • 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  For  God  hath  rhark'd  each  anguish'd  day, 
And  number'd  every  secret  tear  ; 

And  heavens  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

389.  p.  m. 

Eternal  God,  how  frail  is  man  ! 
Few  are  the  hours,  and  short  the  span, 

Between  the  cradle  and  the  grave  : 
Who  can  prolong  his  vital  breath  ? 
Who  from  the  bold  demands  of  death 

Hath  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save? 
26* 


2  But  let  no  murmuring  heart  complain, 
That,  therefore,  man  is  made  in  vain, 

Nor  the  Creator's  grace  distrust ; 
For  though  his  servants,  day  by  day, 
Go  to  their  graves,  and  turn  to  clay, 

A  bright  reward  awaits  the  just. 

3  Jesus  hath  made  thy  purpose  known, 
A  new  and  better  life  hath  shown, 

And  we  the  glorious  tidings  hear: 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  we  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

390.    p.  m. 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken 

O  my  people  !  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken ; 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  : 
There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  will  bestow. 

2  There  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Never  hear  of  war  again. 
God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  will  be  your  glory, 

God,  your  everlasting  light. 


391.      L.  M. 

Hosanna  !  let  us  join  to  sing 
The  glories  of  our  rising  King ; 
Recount  his  victories  and  tell 
How  Jesus  triumph'd  when  he  fell. 

2  Soon  as  the  morning's  earliest  ray 
Brings  on  the  third,  ih'  appointed  day, 
Behold  an  angel  from  the  skies, 

Roll  back  the  stone,  and  Jesus  rise  ! 

3  With  strength  immortal  forth,  he  comes, 
And  pow'r  and  life  from  God  resumes ; 
The  days  of  pain  and  sorrow  past, 

His  triumph  shall  for  ever  last. 

4  Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  raise  the  song, 
And,  with  your  noblest  notes,  prolong 
The  triumphs  of  that  day  of  grace, 
Which  seal'd  salvation  to  our  race. 

5  Salvation — -joy-inspiring  theme  ! 
Best  gift  of  him  who  reigns  supreme ; 
Sweet  balm  of  every  human  wo, 
And  source  of  boundless  joy  below! 

6  Salvation — sons  of  men  record 
The  glories  of  your  rising  Lord  ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  Saviour  tell, 

Who  died,  and  conquer'd  when  he  fell ! 


392.  c.  m. 

Lord,  how  resplendent  shines  thy  grace, 
Through  sorrow's  darkest  sky, 

To  those  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
And  on  thy  love  rely. 

2  If  wealth  take  wings  and  flee  away, 

They  still  have  stores  divine ; 
A  treasure  that  shall  ne'er  decay, 
A  pure  exhaustless  mine. 

3  When  death  hath  slain  their  earthly  joys, 

Not  hopeless  they  deplore  ; 
They  look  to  those  eternal  skies, 
Where  friends  shall  part  no  more. 

4  And  when,  with  conscious  guilt  oppressed, 

They  own  their  sins  to  thee ; 
Thou  dost  revive  the  fainting  breast, 
With  pardon  full  and  free. 

&  O  Lord,  to  thee  our  hearts  we'll  bring, 
Fix'd  in  thy  love  and  fear; 
Then  shall  our  sorrows  lose  their  sting, 
And  dry  be  every  tear. 

393.  p.  m. 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  liv'd  averse  from  sin  ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  path  attends, 
That,  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 

The  good  man's  joys  begin. 


2  See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  ! 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  lift  his  soul  on  high  ! 
While  eager  for  the  bless'd  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

3  No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes, 

No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above, 
And  soothes  his  soul  to  rest. 

4  O  grant,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end. 

So  calm  my  evening  close  ; 
While  loos'd  from  ev'ry  earthly  tie, 
With  steady  confidence  1  fly, 

To  him,  from  whom  I  rose  ! 

394.    l.  m. 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  which  hurt  the  soul, 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 
A  peaceful  conscience,  to  the  last ; 

2  That  tree  which  bears  immortal  fruit, 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 

That  Friend,  who  never  fails  the  just, 
When  other  friends  betray  their  trust. 

3  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismay'd  \ 


But  fearless  meet  the  midnight  gloom, 
And  ihe  pale  monarch  of  ihe  tomb. 

4  Though  heaven  afflict,  snail  I  repine ! 
The  noblest  comforts  stiil  are  mi:>.e; 
Comforts,  which  will  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

5  Amidst  the  various  scene  of  ills, 
Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils: 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  Gr>d, 
When  love  supreme  directs  the  rod  ? 

6  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains* 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

j  395.    c.  m. 

Where  love  with  other  prices  reigns, 
The  mind  is  truly  bless'd ; 

For  love,  the  noblest  of  the  train, 
Aids  and  exalts  the  rest. 

2  Love  suiters  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  piovok'd  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 

And  soon  forgets  the  past. 

3  Meekness  and  peace  her  bosom  fill 

From  wrath  and  malice  pure  ; 
She  hopes,  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
And  all  things  will  endure. 


4  She  nor  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  men  dctise  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  who  rise. 

5  She,  by  another's  good  requir'd, 

Lays  gain  and  ease  aside  ; 
So,  by  his  fervent  love  iuspir'd, 
For  us  our  Master  died. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  which  keeps  her  pow'r 

In  ali  the  realms  above  : 
There  hope  and  faith  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

396.    c.  m. 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 

With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

3  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

4  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  -.re  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


397.  l.  m. 

My  Saviour,  Lord,  give  me  a  heart, 

From  doubt  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
•  And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

2  Purge  me  from  every  sinful  blot, 

My  idols  all  be  cast  aside  ; 
Cleanse  me  from  every  sinful  thought, 
From  all  the  filth  of  self  and  pride. 

3  The  gracious  fruits  of  righteousness, 

Thy  blessings'  unexhausted  store, 
In  me  abundantly  increase, 
Nor  let  me  ever  hunger  more. 

4  The  painful  thirst,  the  fond  desire, 

Thy  joyous  presence  shall  remove  : 
But  my  full  soul  shall  still  require 
A  whole  eternity  of  love. 

398.  c.  m. 

O  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet  we  wait, 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise ; 
Restor'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 

To  love's  sweet  paradise. 

2  Since  (hou  wouldst  have  us  free  from  sin. 
And  pure  as  those  above  ; 
Make  haste  to  bring  thy  nature  in, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 


3  According  to  our  faith  in  thee 

Let  it  to  us  be  done ; 
O  that  we  all  thy  face  might  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known  1 

4  O  that  the  perfect  grace  were  given, 

The  love  diffus'd  abroad  ; 
O  that  our  hearts  were  all  a  heaven, 
For  ever  fill'd  with  God. 

399.  p.  m. 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resign'd  to  thee  ! 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise! 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  ail  below  ! 
Only  guided  by  thy  light! 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might ! 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow  : 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness, 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

400.  c.  m. 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 
Ye  folPwers  of  the  Lamb, 

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And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 
And  glorify  his  name. 

2  To  Jesu's  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end : 
Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King  ! 
The  King  is  now  our  Friend ! 

3  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss, 

On  earthly  good  look  down : 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 

Our  faith  by  works  to  approve 
By  holy  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

5  Let  aJl  who  for  the  promise  wait, 

The  Holy  Ghost  receive  ; 
And  rais'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 
With  God  in  Eden  live! 

6  Live,  till  the  Lord  in  glory  come, 

And  wait  his  heaven  to  share! 
He  now  is  fitting  up  your  home ! 
Go  on,  we'll  meet  you  there ! 

401.     l.  M. 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 


2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
Th^  blood  of  Christ  divineiy  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  our  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war: 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ! 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  : 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  : 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blest  are  the  sufPrers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesu's  sake  : 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


402.  L.  m. 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night 
We  he  till  Christ  restores  the  light : 
Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears, 
Till  the  atoning  blood  appears, 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
And  sing  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains ; 
He  sets  the  pris'ner  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

4  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness  ; 
Thou  art  our  Mighty  All,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

403.  l.  m. 

O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 
On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies  ! 
Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love. 

404.  s.  m. 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
That  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 


2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 

So  sweet  the  tidings  are  ; 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  : 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  !" 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound  ; 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light, 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  : 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

405.     l.  m. 

High  on  his  everlasting  throne 

The  king  of  saints  his  work  surveys, 

Marks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own, 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  rests  well  pleas' d  their  toils  to  see ; 
Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move  : 
With  all  their  heart  and  strength  agree 
In  the  sweet  labour  of  his  love. 

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3  See  where  the  servants  of  the  Lord 

A  busy  multitude  appear; 
For  Jesus  day  and  night  employ'd, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  heart  constrains, 

And  strengthens  their  unwearied  hands, 
They  spend  their  sweat  and  blood  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  ImmanuePs  lands. 

5  O  multiply  thy  sower's  seed  ; 

And  fruit  they  ev'ry  hour  shall  bear ; 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gospel  spread, 
Thine  everlasting  truth  declare  ! 

6  We  then,  in  perfect  love  renewM 

Shall  know  the  greatness  of  thy  pow'r. 
Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God, 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more. 

406.    p.  m. 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
It  lifts  us  up  to  things  above  ! 

It  leaves  the  world  below ; 
It  gives  us  now  by  faith  to  taste 
Celestial  food,  a  heav'nly  feast, 

Whence  endless  pleasures  grow. 

2  The  things  eternal  we  pursue  ; 
A  happiness  forever  new 

In  a  bright  world  of  love  ; 
The  sordid  pleasures  felt  and  seen 
Honours,  and  wealth,  we  count  them  mean 

Coxnpar'd  to  joys  above. 


3  From  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread 
Where  willing  souls  are  captive  led — 

We  turn  away  our  eyes ; 
We  soar  above  their  vain  delight 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ! 

5  I  come  my  Lord,  thy  servant  cries, 

1  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heav'nly  rest : 
And  when  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Then,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

407.     l.  m. 

Thou  only  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
My  refuge,  my  Almighty  Friend — 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine  ; 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

3  Thy  name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 


Depart  from  thee  ;  'tis  death — 'tis  more  ! 
'Tis  endless  ruiu  !  deep  despair  ! 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, 
Here  safety  dwells  and  peace  divine  ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine  ! 

408.    c.  m. 

Dear  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 

And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  .? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No — let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way: 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crush' d  before  the  moth  ? 

5  But  ah  !   my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  : 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 


409.     c.  m. 

Lord,  hast  thou  call'd  me  by  thy  grace, 
And  form'd  my  heart  anew  ? 

And  are  these  joys  which  now  I  taste 
The  pledge  of  glory  too  ? 

I  leave  inferior  cares  with  thee, 
Since  thou  hast  won  my  heart ; 

What  ever,  Lord,  is  good  for  me, 
Do  thou  that  good  impart. 

Not  to  my  wish,  but  to  my  want, 

All  needful  good  apply ; 
Unask'd  for  good,  Lord,  to  me  grant — 

What's  ill,  tho'  ask'd,  deny. 


410.     p.m. 

Ransom'd  sinners,  sing  the  praises 
Of  your  dear  redeeming  God  : 

Hymn,  with  joy,  the  holy  Jesus, 

Who  hath  purchas'd  you  with  blood 

Dwell  on  this  delightful  theme, 

Shout  the  dear  Immanuel's  name. 

O  that  worldlings  knew  our  pleasure ! 

While  we  walk  in  Christ  the  way  : 
We  possess  a  heavenly  treasure, 

In  an  earthly  house  of  clay  ! 
But,  what  bliss  before  us  lies  ! 
Tho'  'tis  veil'd  beyond  the  skies; 


3  Hark  !  while  angel-cboirs  are  bringing 
Rapt'rous  praises  round  the  throne  ! 
Let  us  come  to  Zion  singing  : 

Their  and  our  delights  are  one  ! 
Grateful  songs,  our  mutual  mirth — 
They  in  heav'n,  and  we  on  earth. 

411.      L.  M. 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong 
The  thankful  heart — the  grateful  song: 
Touch'd  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Resounds  the  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

2  Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  chas'd  the  gloomy  shades  of  death  ; 
The  veno  :)'d  arrows  vainly  fly, 

When  God  our  great  deliv'rer's  nigh. 

3  Still  may  the  barren  fig-tree  stand  ! 
And,  cultivated  by  thy  hand, 
Verdure,  and  bloom,  and  fruit  afford — 
Meet  tribute  to  its  bounteous  Lord. 

4  So  shall  thy  praise  employ  my  breath, 
Through  life,  ard  in  the  arms  of  death  : 
My  soul,  the  pleasant  theme  prolong, 
Then  rise  to  aid  th'  angelic  song. 

412.    p.  m. 

Tho'  boundless  your  wants  may  appear, 
Tho'  sorrow  and  pain  you  may  feel; 
Yet  do  not,  ah  !  do  not  despair, 
But  rest  on  the  Lord  and  be  still. 


2  The  Lord  thro'  the  desert  shall  lead, 
And  hold  up  your  steps  as  you  go  : 
My  God  shall  supply  all  your  need, 
And  riches  of  glory  bestow. 

3  No  more  let  impatience  then  move 
Your  murmuring  lips  to  complain; 
For  he,  who  is  wisdom  and  love, 
Will  not  send  a  trial  in  vain. 

4  From  him  ev'ry  good  doth  proceed, 
And  still  he  hath  blessings  in  store; 
My  God  shall  supply  all  your  need, 
And  you  may  his  goodness  adore. 

413.       L.  M. 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  righteous  persons  fall  around — 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murm'ring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 

Th'  almighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 
Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  m«y  tail; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  ev'ry  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  husband,  guard  and  guide. 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one  ; 

On  thee  we  cast  our  ev'ry  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 


414.      L.  M. 

Pilgrims,  we  are  to  Canaan  bound, 
Our  journey  lies  along  this  road  ; 
This  wilderness  we  travel  round, 
To  reach  the  city  of  our  God. 

2  A  few  more  days  or  weeks  or  years, 
In  this  dark  desert  to  complain  ; 
A  few  more  sighs,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  bid  adieu  to  pain. 

415.    cm. 

Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mixt  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2  Our  hearts  have  burn'd,  while  Jesus  spake, 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 

He  stoop'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  blest, 
And  fill'd  the  enlarged  desire. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 
The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain  : 

We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain. 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 
But  pour  a  mighty  flood  : 

Oh  !  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 
And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 


When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own  ; 

6  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

Be  fully  sav'd  by  grace ; 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face  ! 

416.  s.  m. 

Once  more,  before  we  part, 
Great  God,  attend  our  pray'r; 

And  seal  the  gospel  on  the  heart 
Of  ev'ry  person  here. 

2  And  if  we  meet  no  more, 
On  Zion's  holy  ground  ; 
O  may  we  reach  that  blissful  shore, 
Where  all  thy  saints  are  bound. 

417.  P.  M. 

For  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  pray'r: 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep; 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 

All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 
Sweeten  ev'ry  cross  and  pain  ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again, 

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418.  p.  m. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  holy  Spirit's  favour, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord  : 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
.Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

419.  p.  If. 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Bid  us  all  depart  in  peace; 

Still  on  gospel  manna  feeding, 
Pure,  seraphic  joys  increase. 

2  Fill  each  breast  with  consolation  ; 
Up  to  thee  our  voices  raise  ; 
When  we  reach  thy  blissful  station, 
Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise 

Chorus.    And  sing  hallelujah 

To  God  and  the  Lamb, 
'For  ever,  and  ever, 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

420.  p.  m. 

Louis  vouchsafe  to  us  thy  blessing ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  now,  thy  love  possessing, 


Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

O  refresh  us ! 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  ever  more  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heav'n, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey  : 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

421.    p.  m. 

Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
The  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  is  found, 

What  can  the  sinner  do  ; 
O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt,  with  anguish  slain, 
He  sees  he  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

2  He  stands  amaz'd,  but  cannot  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  pains  of  hell, 

He  views  its  horrors  near  ; 
He  strives  indeed,  but  strives  in  vain  ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again 

Is  sounding  in  his  ear. 


3  When  to  the  law  he  trembling  fled, 
Its  cnrses  rested  on  his  head, 

And  no  relief  could  find; 
This  solemn  truth  would  still  remain, 
The  s?nner  must  be  born  again, 

Disturb'd  the  troubled  mind. 

4  Again,  when  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
An<J  guilt  lays  heavy  on  the  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load  ; 
Alas !   hf  reads  and  finds  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

To  find  the  beav'nly  road. 

5  And  when  the  saints  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer' d  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  *he  fowler's  snare; 
We  see  and  feel  this  truth  remain, 
TI;e  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  the  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  the  Saviour  pass'd  that  way, 

He  felt  his  pity  move  ; 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

Aud  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tune  their  harps  anew, 

And  loud  hosannas  raise  : 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again, 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  praise. 


422.     p.  M. 

Come,  O  thou  traveller  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  own,  but  cannot  see, 

My  company  before  is  gone, 
And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee ; 

With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 

And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free, 

1  never  will  unloose  my  hold  : 
Art  thou  the  Man  who  died  for  me ,? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold  : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

3  What  tho'  ray  shrinking  flesh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long, 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong : 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 

4  Yield  to  me  now — for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  self-despair; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak, 

Be  conquered  by  my  instant  pray'r ! 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  love. 

5  'Tis  love,  'tis  love!  Thou  diedst  for  me, 

I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart, 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee, 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art ; 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 
28* 


6  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend  \ 

Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 
But  stay,  and  love  me  to  the  end ; 

Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove, 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

423.  p.  m. 

Happy  the  land  where  light  divine 
And  science  beam  their  lucid  rays ; 
Where  gospel  truths  with  lustre  shine 
And  spread  the  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

2  Where  heav'n  has  crown'd  the  tiller's  toil, 
And  fill'd  the  barns  with  plenteous  store, 
And  love  and  pity  wear  a  smile 

That  shed  their  blessings  on  the  poor. 

3  Where  fairest  fruits  of  knowledge  grow, 
And  wisdom  all  her  charms  display  ; 
Where  tears  of  sorrow  cease  to  flow, 
Or  kindness  wipes  them  all  away. 

4  Thanks  to  that  love  whose  brilliant  ray, 
Directs  us  to  the  throne  of  grace ; 
Shows  us  the  pleasant,  peaceful  way, 
That  leads  to  endless  happiness. 

424.  P.  M. 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 

With  vigor  arise, 
And  press  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  skies. 


Of  heavenly  birth  tho'  wand'ring  on  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  strangers  and  pilgrims  ourselves  we  confess. 

2  At  Jesu's  call  we  gave  up  our  all, 

And  still  we  forego, 
For  Jesus's  sake,  our  enjoyments  below ; 
No  longing  we  find  for  the  country  behind ; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  still  we  are  seeking  a  country  above. 

3  A  country  of  joy,  without  any  alloy ; 

We  thither  repair : 
Our  hearts  and  our  treasure  already  are  there. 
We  march  hand  in  hand  to  Jmmanuel's  land ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near! 

4  The  rougher  the  way,  the  shorter  our  stay, 

The  tempests  that  rise 
Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls  to  the  skies : 
The  fiercer  the  blast,  the  sooner  'tis  past, 

The  troubles  that  come, 
Shall  come  to  our  rescue,  and  hasten  us  home. 

425.    p.  m. 

Down  the  stream  of  life  we're  gliding; 
Soon  we'll  leave  the  shores  of  time ; 
Yet  on  wings  of  faith  arising 
To  a  more  propitious  clime. 

2  Just  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 
Lies  a  city  pure  as  gold  ; 
Joys  that  may  be  mine  to-morrow 
Faith's  discerning  eyes  behold  5 


3  Life's  pure  river  clear  as  crystal. 
Flowing  from  the  throne  of  God  ; 
Brilliant  streets  and  walls  of  jasper, 
Beautify  that  blest  abode  : 

4  Pearly  portals,  wide  unfolding  ! 
To  receive  the  ransom'd  throng, 
Who  the  glory  then  beholding ! 
Swell  the  joy-inspiring  song. 

5  Glory  to  our  blessed  Saviour; 
Glory  to  the  Three  in  One ; 
What  amazing  grace  and  favour 
Christ  the  Lord  to  us  has  shown. 

426.    c.  m. 

IN  A  THUNDER  STORM. 

Let  coward  guilt,  with  palid  fear, 

To  sheltering  caverns  fly, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate 

That  thunders  through  the  sky. 

2  Protected  by  that  hand,  whose  law 

The  threatening  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 

The  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  power 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene, 

By  different  ways  pursued, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  heaven 
Is  universal  good. 


5  With  like  beneficent  effect 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
And  blushes  in  the  rose. 

6  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul : 

7  Unmoved,  imy  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

427.  L.  m. 

Praise  God.  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

428.  l.  m. 

Praise  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One; 
Ye  hosts  above  his  praise  proclaim, 
And  ev'ry  creature  say,  Amen. 

429.     cm. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

Your  grateful  voices  raise  ; 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

Give  an  immortal  praise. 


430.     c.  m. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  everlasting  honours  paid, 

Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

431.  cm. 

All  glory  to  th'  Eternal  Three, 

And  undivided  One; 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  b« 

Co-equal  honours  done. 

432.  p.  m. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne, 

Your  highest  honours  raise; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit,  praise : 
With  all  our  pow'rs,  eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

433.  p.  m. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
Eternal  praise  and  worship  be  addrest; 
From  age,  to  age,  ye  saints,  his  name  adore, 
And  spread  his  fame,  till  time  shall  be  no  more. 

434    s.  m. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son 

And  spirit  one  in  Three, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now.. 

And  shall  forever  be. 


INDEX 

To  find  Hymns  suitable  to  particular  subjects 


Awakening  1     Hymn  1—6—20 — 26 — 46 — 59 

AND  C  — 9 1  — 92 — 93— 94—  103— 135— 

Inviting.  )  213—215—232—246—247—396 
—410—421 

p  ?      Hymn  23—69—80—104—105 

PENITENTIAL.   ^  _lo6_l08_j  34_137__157 

164-170—171—179 — 195 — 199 — 200—201— 

208—209—217—218 223 — 233 236—248— 

249—250—251—252 — 253 — 335 346—369— 

371—374—375 

Prayer    )  Hymn  18—35—39—40—48— 
and     >  51—64—7 1—72—79—8 1—88 

Intercession.  )  — 97 — 98 — 102 — 1 12 — 119 

122—123—136—143—161 162 — 163 168— 

169—173—180—181—183 — 184 — 185 — 186— 
187—190—191 — 192—196—207 — 225 — 228— 
229—259—269—338—370—403—408 

Prayer  and     )     Hymn  139 — 140—141—142 
C  _144_-I45_i46_i47—148- 
AVatchfulness.  \  149—182—221 


joicing  and  ?      Hymn  2 — 4 — 5 — 7 — 8 — 9- 
Praise.        5  10—11 — 14 — 15 — 16 — 22 — 5 


Rejoicing  and 

24 
25—28—30—31—32—34—36—38—41—42—45 
49—57 — 58—65—66 — 84—86—87 — 89—99— 
107 — 125—126 — 138—172—188 — 204—206— 


216—222 — 227—231—260—283 — 284—285- 
287—288 — 289 — 291—340 — 373—382-401- 
423. 


For  Full       >      Hymn  78—82—150—151— 

Redemption.     5  152 — 153 — 154 — 155 — 156 

158—159—160—167—174 — 175 — 176 — 177— 

178—197—202—203—242 — 254 263 — 397— 

398—399—400 


Trusting      ~)      Hymn  19—37—53—63—70— 

in  Grace  and  [74- 75— 100— 101— 121— 198— 

Providence.   )  205—244—254—261—292—293 

—294—295—296—297—298—339—361—392— 

394—395—407—409—412—413—414 

Christian       }      Hymn  237 — 305 — 306 — 307 
Fellowship.     $  308— 309— 310 — 311 — 312— 

313—314—315—316—317 — 318 319 320— 

321—322—323—324—325 — 326 327 — 328— 

329—330—331—332—333—334 337 — 376— 

415 

Goodness  of    ~)     Hymn  12 — 17 — 44 — 52 — 54 
God  in  C_ 6l— 67— 83— 234— 235— 301 

Redemption.     )  —303—360—372—387—402 

The  Attributes  ~)      Hymn  13—21—33 — 47 — 50 
of  God.  $  —55—60—62—90—96 — 1 10 

290—386 

Justification    ?      Hymn    3 — 73 — 166 — 193 — 
by  Faith.       $  367—368 

On  the   spread  1      Hymn    56—210 — 211 — 214 
of  [— 220  -226—258—336—379- 

the  Gospel.     \  380 — 381 


Reading  thb    }      „         ~c     rtc 
Scriptures.     J      Hymn  ,6-95 

Pastoral      I       Hymn     1 13—165-286-294 

lASTORAL.      ^__404_4Q5 

Christmas.    Hymn  363 — 364 — 365 — 366. 
New- Year.  Hymn  362 — 411—424 

D  ?       Hymn    27—68—77—109 

Resurrection.     ^  __12yQ_302__3gu 

Sabbath  I      Hymn  29-43-57-1 1 1-1 14— 
.  abbath.  ^  lig — ll6_117 — H8—127 — 128 

—129—130—131—132—133—224. 

Sacramental.  Baptism.  Hymn  278. 

Lord's  Supper.  Hymn  279—280 
—281—282—304. 

Watchnight.  Hymn  268 — 422. 

r,    t>  ?      Hymn  81—341—342— 

On  Backsliding.     £  343±344t 

Prospect  of ?      Hymn  189 — 194 — 219 — 240 — 
Heaven.     $  241—255 — 256—257 — 377—278 
—390 — 406—425. 

Family      >      Hymn  270—271 — 272 — 273— 
Worship.     5  274—275—276—277—278—384. 

The  Christians  Warfare.  Hymn  299 — 300. 

r  tt  ?      Hymn  85—212 — 230 — 

Funeral  Hymns.    £  ^I^— 243— 245- 

29 


262—264 266—267 — 345—347—348—350— 

351—352 353—354—355 356—358—393. 

Describing  Judgment.  Hymn  349 — 357 — 359. 

^  }      Hymn  385—416—417—418— 

Dismis$ion-^419— 420. 

_  ?      Hymn  426 — 427—428 — 429 

Doxologies.     ^43ol431-432-433. 


XSXDSX. 


A  HYMN 

Almighty  Maker,  God  2 

As  the  good  shepherd  gently  leads     -  -           19 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  -         -       iiO 

Amid  the  splendours  of  thy  state        -  -           47 

Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring  -         -       67 

Angels  roll  the  stone  away         -  68 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep  75 

At  the  portals  of  thy  house        -  43 

Ah  !  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart  -         -     104 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light         -  -         3  09 

Almighty  God  !  thy  pow'rful  word  -         -     110 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done          -  -         Ul 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have       -         -  -         -     1 47 

And  can  I  yet  delay          -         -         -  -         164 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears  -         -     191 

Almighty  Maker !  Lord  of  all            -  -         192 

Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise    -  208 

Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go     -         -         -  -         250 

A  voice  from  the  desert  comes,  &c.  -         -     258 

Author  of  good  !  we  rest  on  thee        -  -         259 

Awake,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes  -     260 

All  praise  to  him  who  dwells  in  bliss  -         272 

Another  fleeting  day  is  gone          -  278 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear         -  295 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross            -  -         -     299 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed        -  -         304 

And  are  we  yet  alive            -  305 

All  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  &c.     -         -  -         319 

Appointed  by  thee  we  meet,  &c.  -         -     321 

AH  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord       -  -        324 


HYMN 

And  let  our  bodies  part         -  334 

And  am  I  born  to  die       -         -         -  -         347 
And  am  I  only  born  to  die            ...     348 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail      -         -  -         351 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought       -  -     357 

A  peace  on  earth  he  brings        -  363 

A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace       -  367 

Almighty  Father !  gracious  Lord       -  -         382 

As  the  sweet  flovv'r  which  scents,  &c.    -  -     383 

Awake  ray  soul  to  hymns  of  praise     -  -        386 

All  glory  to  th'  eternal  Three       -  430 

Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound          -  -        421 

B 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne       -        -  -      25 

Blest  Jesus,  when  my  soaring  thoughts  -          72 

Blessings  abound,  where  Jesus  reigns  99 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here        -        -  -         148 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love          -         -  -     167 

Bless'd  Jesus  !  source  of  grace  divine  -         203 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow     -                  -  -     247 

Begin,  my  soul  !  the  exalted  lay         -  -         283 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love         -       '-  -     322 

Behold  how  good  a  thing           -  323 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace     -  327 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds          -  332 

Beside  the  gospel  pool           -  335 

Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form         -  -        387 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see         -  -     401 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night            -  -        402 

Behold  !  the  morning  sun     -  379 

C 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  -             1 

Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  needy  6 

Come  thou  long  expected  Jesus          -  -           18 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs       -  -       31 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord      -  58 


HYMN 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays  65 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints     -  -           69 

Come,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join  -         -       70 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest  -           91 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad  98 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  spirit    -  -         115 

Come  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day  -     114 

Come,  let  us  join  in  sweet  accord       -  -         133 

Come,  O  thou  all  victorious  Lord,  -         -     135 

Come,  Lord  and  help  me  to  rejoice    -  -         138 

Come,  Saviour  Jesus,  from  above  -         -     143 

Come  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing     -  -         172 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove  -         -     184 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove  -         202 

Could  the  creatures  help  or  ease  us  -         -     215 

Come  Father  Son  and  Holy  Ghost     -  -         225 

Come,  holy  celestial  Dove     -  251 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  -         278 

Children  of  the  heav'nly  King       -  292 

Come  on  my  partners  in  distress         -  -         297 

Come  away  to  the  skies         -  306 

Come  let  us  ascend            ...  -         307 

Come  and  let  us  sweetly  join         -  -         -     313 

Come  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord          -  -         314 

Come  let  us  use  the  grace  divine    -  -         -     315 

Christ  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  -  -         328 

Come,  wisdom,  pow'r  and  grace  divine  -     331 

Come  O  thou  traveller  unknown         -  -         422 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue  -         -     424 

D 

Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest  -         -     204 

Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear     -  -         210 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul        -  -         -     217 

Dear  Saviour,  friend  of  man      -  370 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone  -         -     388 
29* 


HYMN 

Dear  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil        -  -         408 

Down  the  stream  of  life  we're  gliding     -  -    425 

E 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy        -  29 

Ever  fainting  with  desire      -         -         -  -174 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan      -  -         317 

Eternal  God  how  frail  is  man        -         -  -     389 

F 

Father  how  wide  thy  glories  shine      -  -           21 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  30 

Father  of  all,  whose  powerful  voice    -  56 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word  76 

Father  ador'd  in  worlds  above  39 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating  40 

Father  of  light !  we  sing  thy  name      -  51 

Father  of  our  feeble  race  97 

Father  of  all!  whose  cares  extend      -  -         112 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  &c.    -  129 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below      -         -  -         185 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  -     193 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night    -         -  -         194 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet  -         -  -     196 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss         -  -         207 

From  Jesse's  root  behold  a  branch  arise  -     220 

Far  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace  -         229 

Frail  life  of  man — how  short  its  stay      -  -     230 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord           -  310 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see    -         -         -  -     326 

For  a  season  call'd  to  part          -         -  -         417 

Father,  I  dare  believe            -         -         -  -     263 

From  the  dear  flock  of  Jesu's  saints    -  -         377 

G 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high  32 

Glory  to  the  eternal  King           -  45 

Great  God,  my  Maker  and  my  King     -  -       49 


HYMN 

God  in  his  earthly  temples  lays          -  -           64 

Gracious  Father,  gracious  Lord     -  -         -     117 

God  of  my  salvation  hear           -         -  -         137 

God  of  all  grace  and  majesty         -  139 

God  of  almighty  love         ...  -         149 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  -         -     161 

Great  Leader  of  thine  Israels  host      -  -        206 

Great  Father  of  eternity         -  212 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice   -  -         269 

Giver  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep   -  273 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  pow'r  -         293 

Go  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord  -         -     380 

-God  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong    -         -  -         411 

H 

Hark  tke  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes  -         5 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd          -  8 

Hark  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  42 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  -  44 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name  48 

Holy,  koly,  holy  Lord       -  50 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heav'nly  King  80 

How  precious,  Lord  !  thy  holy  word  -           95 

High  ii  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God  96 

Happy  soul,  that  free  from  harms       -  -         136 

Help,  Lord  to  whom  for  help  I  fly  -         -     145 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive    -         -  -         153 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours  -         -     171 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below    -  -         182 

Hear  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan  -         -     200 

Happy  the  unrepining  poor       -         -  -         231 

Hark  a  voice  divides  the  sky         -  265 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n,  &c.  -        266 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs,  a  doleful  sound  -    267 

How  happy  ev'ry  child  of  grace        -  -         291 

He  dies  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  -  302 


How  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight 
How  happy  are  they     - 
Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 
How  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft     - 
Hosanna  to  Jesus  on  high 
Happy  who  in  Jesus  live 
Hark  !  the  herald-angels  sing     - 
How  can  a  sinner  know 
Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  &c. 
Hosanna  !  let  us  join  to  sing 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
High  on  his  everlasting  throne 
Happy  the  land  where  light  divine     - 

I 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 
I'm  not  asharo'd  to  own  my  Lord 
In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come 
I'll  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name 
I  want  a  principle  within 
In  boundless  mercy,  &c.  - 
In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 
In  that  sad  memorable  night  .    - 

J 
Jesus,  what  shall  I  do  to  show 
Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  oow'r     • 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend    ■ 
Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply 
Jesus,  thou  art  my  King     - 
Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 
Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
Jesus  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live     - 
Jesus,  the  all-sustaining  word     - 


HYMN 

337 
341 
352 
353 
355 
356 
364 
368 
390 
391 
404 
405 
423 

•  22 
100 

.  118 
120 

■  140 
186 

-  232 
279 

■  78 
121 

-  144 
146 

-  152 
154 

-  160 
166 

-  173 
176 

-  178 
181 


HYMN 

Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest    -  -        -     199 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come    -  -         284 

Jesus  great  Sheperd  of  the  sheep  -  298 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee      -         .  -         311 

Jesus  united,  by  thy  grace     -         -  -         -     312 

Jesus,  attend  thyself  reveal         -        -  -        3 1 6 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise         -  333 

Join  all  the  glorious  names         -  372 

Jesus,  the  conqu'ror,  reigns           -  -        -     381 

L 

Let  earth  and  heav'n  agree  9 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak  -           15 

Lord,  when  our  raptur'd  thought,  &c.  53 

Let  every  creature  join      -  55 

Lo !  heaven's  tremendous  mighty  King  -       62 

Let  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  arise  -           77 

Lord  thou  art  good ;  all  nature  shows  89 

Lo !  wisdom  stands  with  smiling  face  -           §4 

Lord  Jesus  when,  when  shall  it  be  -        -     108 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word           -  -         155 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling       -  -         -     156 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire          -  158 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong  -  -         -     159 

Let  ev'ry  act  of  worship  be       -         -  -         163 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now     -  -         -     170 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains    -        -  -         177 

Lord,  all  1  am  is  known  to  thee     -  -         -     187 
Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb        ...         197 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling  -         -,    201 

Lord,  how  large  thy  bounties  are        -  -         213 

Lo  !  God  is  here  :  let  us  adore      -  222 

Long  have  we  sat  beneath  the  sound  -         223 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows  -         -     224 

Lord  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  -  -        278 

Lord  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  -        «*    276 


HYMN 

Let  all  who  truly  bear       -         -         -  -         280 
Lift  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing      -  285 

Lo !  what  an  entertaining  sight  -  -         325 

Lord  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear  -         -     338 

Lukewarm  souls,  the  foe  grows,  &c.  -  -         344 
Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending   -        -     349  . 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing       -  -         385 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus        -         -     359 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they  -  -         373 
Lord,  what  our  ears  have  heard     -         -         -     384 

Lord,  how  resplendent  shines  thy  grace  -         392 
Let  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend  -  396 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above    -  -         400 
Lord,  hast  thou  call'd  me  by  thy  grace  -        -    409 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing     -  -        419 
Lord,  vouchsafe  us  to  thy  blessing          -         -     420 

Let  coward  guilt,  with  palid  fear        -  -        426 

M 

Mighty  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee  -  13 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys         -         -       14 
My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  34 

My  thoughts  arise  on  wings  of  Love      -        -       57 
My  God,  my  life,  my  love  -  79 

May  I,  throughout  this  day  of  thine       -        -     130 

My  drowsy  pow'rs  why  sleep  ye  so  ?  -         134 
My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine          -         -     175 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou      -  -         180 
My  God  !  my  King  !  O  may  thy  praise        -     188 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done       -  -         257 
My  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day   -  262 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love       -  -         277 
My  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway       -         -     286 

My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all     -  -         374 
May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet     -         -     37^ 

My  Saviour,  Lord,  give  me  an  heart  -  •         397 
May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour    -        -    418 


N  HYMN 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains  -  -           17 
No  longer  now  delay   -----       92 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive     -  -         36l 

O 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  3 

O  for  a  sweet  inspiring  ray        -  4 

Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know  35 

O  thou  God  of  ray  salvation      -         -  -           38 

O  praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heav'ns,  &c.  -         -       41 

O  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften          -  -           71 

O  source  of  uncreated  light  -         -  -                88 

O  thou,  whose  all-disposing  sway       -  -           90 

O  may  our  lips  and  lives  express  -         -     102 

O  that  I  could  ray  Lord  receive         -  -         105 

Our  Father  thron'd  in  heav'n  divine  -         -     119 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true           -  -         122 

O  may  thy  powerful  word      -         -  -         -     123 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God          -  -         151 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone    -  -         -     157 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight    -  -         162 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise       -  -        -     168 

O  thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat     -  -         195 

O  come,  all  ye  sons  of  Adam,  and  raise  -     226 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing       -  -         227 

O  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand  -         -     228 

O  thou,  whose  mercy  hears        -  233 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art  249 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry  -         253 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand  -         -     256 

O  may  my  thoughts  lie  humble  still  -         26l 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day  -        -     274 

O  bless  the  Lord,  our  souls        -  287 

O  sing  to  the  Lord  a  new  song      -  288 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring          -  -         301 

Our  friendship  sanctify  and  guide  -        -    329 


HYMPT 

Oh  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God        -  -        342 
O  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past       ...     350 

O  Jesus  i  at  thy  feet  we  wait     -  398 

O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise    -  403 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  !          -  -         400 

Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit     -  -         -     415 

Once  more,  before  we  part         -  416 

P 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good  to  raise  24 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  y9  immortal  choirs  -           33 

Praise  to  God,  the  Great  Creator  86 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heav'ns  adore  him  -           87 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st,  &c.  -         -     296 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair        -  -         303 

Partners  of  a  glorious  hope  -  330 

Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator        -  -         340 

Pilgrims,  we  are  to  Canan  bound  -  -         -     414 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all,  &c.         -  -         426 

Praise  God  the  Father  and  the  Son  -        -     427 

R 

Repenting  sinners,  hear     -  7 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King     -         -  -         -       11 

Rise,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings  -           26 

Rise,  ye  dearly  purchas'd  sinners  98 

Return,  my  roving  heart  return           -  -         209 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceased       -  354 

Ransom'd  sinners,  sing  the  praises     -  -        410 

S 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound  !  28 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace     -         -  -           81 

Sovereign  Lord  of  light  and  glory  84 

Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past   -  85 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ?     -  -        -     103 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  -         131 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve  -         -     .142 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant  -  .169 


See  the  Captain  of  salvation 

Sages  of  ancient  letter'd  times  ! 

1  See  how  he  lov'd,'  exclaim'd  the  Jews 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice 

Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word,  - 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 

See  the  Lord  of  glory  dying, 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive 

Sweet  as  angel  notes  in  heaven 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise 

Shepherds  rejoice/lift  up  your  eyes 

T 
Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love    - 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Word   - 
The  spacious  firmament  on  high    - 
The  Lord  of  Sabaoth  let  us  praise 
This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore 
There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks 
The  Lord,  the  God  of  Glory,  reigns 
Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess 
Thro'  endless  years  thou  art  the  same 
The  glitt'ring  spangles  of  the  sky 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  &c. 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is     - 
Thy  gracious  aid,  great  God,  impart  - 
?Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains,  &c. 
To  God,  of  every  good  the  spring 
The  praying  spirit  breathe    - 
The  thing  my  God  doth  hate    - 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine 
Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown 
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HYMS 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt  -        -     190 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince,  &c.  -         198 

Th/ice  happy  souls,  who  born  from,  &c.  -     205 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford,  -  -         211 

The  food  on  which  thy  children  live  -         -     216 

Thou  who  for  sinners  once  wast  slain  -         218 

The  best  of  wisdom  is  to  know      -  -         -     221 

The  morning  flow'rs  display  their,  &c.  -         238 

The  short-liv'd  day  declines  in  haste  -         -     239 

There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high,      -  -         240 

These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade  -     241 

Tho' ev'ry  grace  my  speech  adorn'd  -  -         242 

Tho'  others,  confident  and  vain     -  243 

To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes       -         -  -         268 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on  -         -     270 

The  Saviour  bows  his  head  and  dies  -         281 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  -         -     294 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground  -         308 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love           -  309 

Thro  all  the  downward  tracts  of  time  -         339 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name         -  345 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight           -  -         378 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart  -  407 

Tho'  boundless  your  wants  may  appear  -         412 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge  -         -     413 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son        -  -         428 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  -  429 

To  God  the  Father's  throne      -         -  -         431 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  ever  blest  -         -     432 

U 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite         -  23 

Upright  both  in  heart  and  will       -  369 

W 

When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God  37 

Wh?;l  equal  honours  shall  we  bring  54 

When  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rise  -          73 


HYMN 

When  Israel's  tribes  were  parch'd,  &c.  -       74 

What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love         -  -           83 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King        -  -     106 

When  some  kind  shepherd  from  his  fold  -         113 

What  dreadful  spot  is  this     -         -         -  -     116 

We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day       -  -         127 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest           -  128 

When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be  -         183 

We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies    -         -  -     189 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet       -  -         214 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Pow'r       -  -     244 

With  glorious  clouds  encompast  round  -         248 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim    -         -  -     254 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends  -  -         264 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee      -  271 

With  rev'rence  let  the  saints  appear  -  -         290 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear     -  300 

Watch'd  by  the  world's  malignant  eye  -         318 

With  my  substance  I  will  honour  -  336 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death      -  -         346 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die      -  -     358 

Wrhile  shepherds  watch'd,  &c.  -  366 

Wretched,  helpless,  and  distrest     -  371 

When  shall  thy  love  constrain   -  375 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms,  &c.      -  -     393 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll    -  -         394 

Where  love  with  other  graces  reigns       -  -     395 

WThen,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be   -         -  -         399 

Y 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God  46 

Ye  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record         -  52 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice          -  -     107 

Yet  a  few  years,  or  days,  perhaps      -  -         245 

Z 
Zion  travellers,  rise  and  sing         ...     255 


CONSTITUTION 

AM* 

GENERAL   RULES 

OF  THE 

METHODIST   SOCIETY. 


SECTION   I. 

1.  This  Society  shall  be  known  as  the  "Methodist 
Society." 

2.  This  Society  will  endeavour  to  promote  a  circulating 
ministry,  to  be  regulated  by  a  yearly  conference  or  con- 
ferences, consisting  of  ministers  and  lay  representatives, 
for  the  different  societies  composing  the  yearly  confer- 
ence, a  majority  of  whom,  shall  form  a  quorum  to  trans- 
act business. 

3.  They  shall  not  do  away  the  privileges  of  our  ministers 
or  preachers  of  the  right  of  trial  by  committee,  and  of 
appeal  to  the  yearly  conference. 

4.  They  shall  not  do  away  the  right  of  our  members  of 
trial  by  committee,  and  appeal  to  the  society. 

5.  They  shall  not  form  any  rule  whereby  the  ministry 
may  interfere  in  the  temporal  concerns  of  the  society. — 
Neither  shall  any  rules  be  made  or  altered  unless  there  is  a 
majority  of  lay  representatives  present. 

6.  The  yearly  conference  shall  have  authority,  to  prepare 
rules  and  regulations,  not  inconsistent  with  this  constitu- 
tion, under  the  following  restrictions. — They  shall  not 
alter  or  revoke  any  of  the  following  articles,  or  make 
any  rules  repugnant  thereto  ;  viz  — 

ARTICLES  OF  RRLIGION. 

1.     Of  Faith  in  the  Holy  Trinity. 

There  is  but  one  living  and  true  God,  everlasting,  of  in- 
finite power,  wisdom  and  goodness ;  the  maker  and  pre 
30* 


server  of  all  things,  both  visible  and  invisible.  And  in  unity 
of  this  God-head  there  are  three  persons  of  one  substance, 
power  and  eternity ; — the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy 
Ghost. 

2.     Of  the  Word  or  Son  of  God. 

The  Son,  who  is  the  Word  of  the  Father,  the  wisdom 
and  power  of  God,  took  man's  nature  in  the  womb  of  the 
blessed  Virgin,  so  that  two  whole  and  perfect  natures,  that 
is  to  say,  the  God-head  and  manhood  were  joined  together 
in  one  person,  whereof  is  one  Christ,  God  and  Man,  who 
suffered,  was  crucified,  dead  and  buried,  to  reconcile  his 
Father  to  us,  and  to  be  a  sacrifice,  not  only  for  original 
guilt,  but  also  for  actual  sins  of  men. 

3.     Of  the  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

Christ  did  truly  rise  again  from  the  dead,  and  took  again 
his  body,  with  all  things  appertaining  to  the  perfection  of 
man's  nature,  wherewith  he  ascended  into  heaven,  and 
there  sitteth  until  he  return  to  judge  all  men  at  the  last  day. 

4.     Of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

The  Holy  Ghost,  proceeding  from  the  Father  and  the 
Son,  is  of  one  substance,  majesty,  and  glory  with  the  Father 
and  the  Son,  very  and  eternal  God.  0 

5.     Of  the  Scriptures. 

The  Holy  Scriptures  contain  information  of  all  things 
necessary  to  salvation  :  so  that  whatsoever  is  not  read  there- 
in, nor  may  be  proved  thereby,  is  not  to  be  required  of  any 
man,  or  that  it  should  be  believed  as  an  article  of  faith  or 
be  thought  requisite  or  necessary  to  salvation.  By  the  Holy 
Scriptures  we  understand  the  books  of  the  Old  and  New 
Testament  as  herein  named. 

Genesis,  Exodus,  Leviticus,  Numbers,  Deuteronomy,  Jo- 
shua, Judges,  Ruth,  the  first  and  second  book  of  Samuel, 
first  and  second  book  of  Kings,  first  and  second  book  of 
Chronicles,  the  book  of  Ezra,  Nehemiah,  Esther,  Psalms, 
Job,  Proverbs,  Ecclesiasties,  or  the  Preacher,  Cantica,  or 
Songs  of  Solomon,  Four  Prophets,  the  greater,  viz : — Isaiah, 
Jeremiah,  Ezekiel,  Dauiel-^Twelve  Prophets  the  less,  viz: 
Hosea,  Joel.  Amos,  Obadiah,  Jonah,  Micah,  Nahum,  Ha- 
bakuk,  Zephaniah,  Haggia,  Zechariah,  Malachi — and  all  the 
books  of  the  New  Testament  as  they  are  commonly  re- 
ceived. 


d.     Of  the  Old  Testament. 

The  Old  Testament  is  not  contrary  to  the  New:  for  both 
in  the  Old  and  New  Testament,  everlasting  life  is  offered 
to  mankind  by  Christ,  who  is  the  only  Mediator  between 
God  and  man,  being  both  God  and  man — yet  no  Christian 
whatsoever,  is  free  from  the  obedience  of  the  command- 
ments which  are  called  moral. 

7.     Of  Original  Sin. 
Original  sin  is  not  the  following  of  Adam,  but  it  is  the 
corruption  of  the  nature  of  every  man,  whereby  man  is 
very  far  gone  from  original  righteousness  and  inclined  to 
evil  and  that  continually. 

8.     Of  Free  Will. 

The  condition  of  man  since  the  fall  of  Adam,  is  such  that 
we  cannot  do  good  works  pleasant  and  acceptable  to  God, 
without  the  grace  of  God  by  Christ  preventing  us,  that  we 
may  have  a  good  will,  and  working  with  as,  when  we  have 
that  good  will. 

9.     Of  the  Justification  of  Man. 

We  are  accounted  righteous  before  God,  only  for  the 
merit  of  our  Lord  and  Saviour  Jesus  Christ  by  faith,  and 
not  for  our  own  work  or  deservings ; — Wherefore  that  we 
are  justified  by  faith  only,  is  a  most  wholesome  doctrine, 
and  very  full  of  comfort. 

10.  Of  Good  Works. 
Although  good  works,  which  are  the  fruits  of  faith,  and 
follow  after  justification,  cannot  put  away  our  sins,  yet  are 
they  pleasing  and  acceptable  to  God  in  Christ,  and  spring 
out  of  a  true  and  lively  faith,  insomuch  that  by  them  a 
lively  faith  may  be  as  evidently  known,  as  a  tree  is  dis- 
cerned by  its  fruit. 

11.  Of  Works  of  Supererogation. 
Voluntary  works,  besides  over  and  above  God's  com- 
mandments, which  they  call  works  of  supererogation,  can- 
not be  done  or  taught  without  arrogance,  and  impiety.  For 
by  them  men  do  declare,  that  they  do  not  only  render  unto 
God  as  much  as  they  are  bound  to  do,  but  that  they  do  more 
for  his  sake  than  of  bounden  duty  is  required :  Whereas 
Christ  saith  plainly,  When  ye  have  done  all  that  is  com- 
manded you,  say,  We  are  unprofitable  servants. 


12.     Of  Sin  after  Justification. 

Not  every  sin  willingly  committed  after  justification,  is 
the  sin  against  the  Holy  «ihust,  and  unpardonable.  Where- 
fore, the  grant  of  repentance  is  not  denied  to  such  as  fall 
into  sin  after  justification,  if  by  the  grace  of  God,  they  rise 
again  and  amend  their  lives. 

13.  Of  the  Church. 

The  visible  Church  of  Christ  is  a  congregation  of  faithful 
men,  in  which  the  scriptures  are  expounded,  and  the  ordi- 
nances duly  administered,  and  worship  performed  accord- 
ing to  Christ's  institution. 

14.  Of  Purgatory. 

The  Romish  doctrine  concerning  purgatory,  pardon, 
worshipping  and  adoration,  as  well  of  images  as  oi  relics, 
and  also  of  invocation  of  saints,  is  a  vain  invention  not 
grounded  upon  scripture,  but  repugnant  thereto. 

15.  Of  Worship. 

Speaking,  praying,  or  ministering  the  ordinances  in  the 
congregation  in  such  a  tongue  as  the  people  do  not  under- 
stand, is  repugnant  to  the  scriptures,  and  the  custom  of  the 
primitive  church. 

16.  Of  the  Sacraments. 

Sacraments  ordained  of  Christ,  are  not  only  badges  or 
tokens  of  christian  men's  profession,  bat  rather  they  are 
certain  signs  of  grace,  and  God's  good  will  towards  us,  by  the 
which  he  doth  work  invisibly  in  us,  and  doth  not  only 
quicken,  but  also,  strengthen,  and  confirm  our  faith  in  him. 
There  are  two  sacraments  ordained  of  Christ  our  Lord,  in 
the  Gospel ;  that  is  to  say,  Baptism,  and  the  Supper  of  the 
Lord. 

17.  Of  Baptism. 

Baptism  is  not  only  a  sign  of  profession,  and  mark  of  dif- 
ference, whereby  christians  are  distinguished  from  others 
that  are  not  baptised  ;  but  it  is  also  a  sign  of  regeneration 
or  the  new  birth.  The  baptism  of  young  children  should 
be  retained  in  the  church. 

18.  Of  the  Lord's  Supper. 

The  Supper  of  the  Lord  is  not  only  a  sign  that  christians 
ought  to  bave'araong  themselves  one  to  another,  bat  rather 


is  a  confirmation  of  redemption  by  Christ's  death :  inso- 
much, that  to  such  as  rightly,  worthily,  and  with  faith  re- 
ceive the  same,  the  bread  which  we  break  is  a  partaking  of 
the  body  of  Christ ;  and  likewise  the  cup  of  blessing  is  a 
partaking  of  the  blood  of  Christ.  The  substance  of  bread 
and  wine  is  not  changed  in  the  Supper  of  our  Lord,  but  the 
body  of  Christ  is  given,  taken  and  eaten  in  the  supper,  only 
after  a  heavenly  and  scriptural  manner.  And  the  mean 
whereby  the  body  of  Christ  is  received  and  eaten  in  the 
Supper,  is  faith. 

19.  Of  both  Kinds. 

The  cup  of  the  Lord  is  not  to  be  denied  to  the  lay-peo- 
ple :  for  both  the  parts  of  the  Lord's  Supper  by  Christ's  or- 
dinance and  commandment  ought  to  be  administered  to  all 
christians  alike. 

20.  Of  the  one  oblation  of  Christ,  finished  upon  the  Cross. 

The  offering  of  Christ  once  made  is  that  perfect  redemp- 
tion, propitiation,  and  satisfaction  for  all  the  sins  of  the 
whole  world,  both  original  and  actual :  and  there  is  none 
other  satisfaction  for  sin  but  that  alone. 

21.  Of  the  Marriage  of  Ministers. 

The  ministers  of  Christ  are  not  commanded  by  God's  law 
either  to  avow  the  estate  of  single  life,  or  to  abstain  from 
marriage :  therefore  it  is  lawful  for  them,  as  for  all  other 
Christians,  to  marry  at  their  own  discretion,  as  they  shall 
judge  the  same  to  serve  best  to  godliness. 

22.  Of  the  Rites  and  Ceremonies  of  Churches. 

It  is  not  necessary  that  rites  and  ceremonies  should  in  all 
places  be  the  same,  or  exactly  alike  :  for  they  have  been 
always  different,  and  may  be  changed  according  to  the  di- 
versity of  countries,  times,  and  men's  manners,  so  that  no- 
thing be  ordained  against  the  Scriptures.  Whosoever, 
through  his  private  judgment,  willingly  and  purposely  doth 
openly  break  the  rites  and  ceremonies  of  the  church  to 
which  he  belongs,  which  are  not  repugnant  to  the  Scrip- 
tures, offendeth  against  the  common  order  of  the  church, 
and  should  be  reproved.  Every  particular  church  may  or- 
dain, 
things  may  "be  done  to  edification. 


23.  Of  the  United  Slates  of  America. 

The  United  States  of  America,  are  a  sovereign  and  inde- 
pendent nation,  and  ought  not  to  be  subject  to  any  foreign 
jurisdiction.     And  the  delegates  of  the  people,  are  the  rulers/ty 
thereof  according  to  the  constitution  of  the  same,  and  th</©/' 
constitutions  of  their  respective  states.  Je 

e. 
24    Of  Christian  Men's  Goods.  * 

The  riches  and  goods  of  Christians  are  not  common  °J 
touching  the  right,  title,  and   possession  of  the  same,  n  - 
withstanding,  every  man,  ought,  of  such  things  as  he  pc 
sesseth,  liberally  to  give  alms  to  the  poor,  according  to  h 
ability. 

25.  Of  Swearing. 

We  confess  that  vain  and  rash  swearng  is  forbiddo 
Christians  by  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  and  James  hisaposlle 
yet  we  do  not  think  the  christian  religion  prohibits  an^ 
person  from  solemnly  promising  in  such  a  manner  am 
form,  as  he  may  think  consistent,  to  speak  the  truth,  t( 
perform  the  duties  of  an  office,  or  to  testify  to  facts,  withir 
his  knowledge,  so  it  be  done  in  justice,  judgment,  and  truth. 


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SECTION  II. 

Of  the   Society. 

This  Society  are  united  in  order  to  pray  together,  to  re- 
ceive the  word  of  exhortation,  and  to  watch  over  one  ano 
ther  in  love,  that  they  may  help  each  other  to  work  ou' 
their  salvation. 

The  Society  is  divided  into  Classes  according  to  their  rf 
spcctive  places  of  abode.  There  are  about  twenty  persoi 
in  a  Class,  one  of  whom  is  the  Leader,  who  is  chosen  1? 
the  members.  It  is  his  duty  to  meet  his  class  once  a  weei' 
to  inquire  how  their  souls  prosper,  to  advise,  reprove,  con 
fort  or  exhort,  as  occasion  may  require. 

When  there  are  one  hundred  members  who  meet  in  or 
place  for  worship,  there  shall  be  held  at  least  once  in  •? 
months,  a  Society  Meeting,  composed  of  such  as  are  in  fu 
membership,  who  shall  hear  and  determine  appeals  froi 
the  decision  of  the  Monthly  conference  as  provided,  i 
choose  one  or  more  delegates  to  attend  the  Yearly  Coufe 


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